The trouble began during the summer. I was so sick that I would go days without eating for fear of vomitting. After going to Urgent Care I found out I had gallbladder disease and was set up for surgery within the week. There were complications during the surgery due to the severe inflammation and I had to stay in the hospital. I was fine for a week or two after recovery, then things took a turn. It started at restaurants. Before I had even finished my meal, I would have to use the bathroom --- explosively, painfully (OW! Is there a #$%@ cannon in there?-ily). Every time I would go out to eat, I'd experience severe stomach cramps and have to race home to avoid accidents. I saw my surgeon about it and he said to not eat too many fatty foods and take some pills - claiming it was just a weird side-effect that would go away. Then it started to happen after every meal. Every day. A gastroenterologist suggested it may be bile salt disorder and gave me some disgusting powder to drink every day. Works mostly, meaning I usually only sob on my toilet once a week now. Then there was blood. At first a little pooling in my underwear, then every two weeks or so it would (and I'm not kidding) shoot out of my anus. So they did a colonoscopy -- and told my I was healthy. My bottom turned into a device straight from a horror director's dream, but that's obviously just a normal thing. No big. Life goes on. Now I have to go every day again (explosively) only now it's mostly liquid (when it isn't busy being medium-sized balls of really watery playdough) oh... and it's also bright green (dish soap green, Nickelodeon gak green). I now have to go to the bathroom (no matter what I eat) while I'm eating it. I've lost nearly twenty-five pounds after the first month of surgery.
Please, someone tell me what's wrong with me. Every doctor I've seen (eight: ER doctors, gastroenterologists, surgeons, general practitioners, etc) says that I'm either fine or just suffering from some temporary side-efffct of surgery. My surgery ws on August 13th... this no longer feels temporary. It hurts so much and it's really startinbg to limit the way I live.