I cannot emphasize enough how genuinely stressful this fucking parasite outbreak is because my husband just spent SIX weeks critically ill in the hospital following an e. Coli infection, triggering an acute severe ulcerative colitis flare l that nearly cost him his colon.
Three months ago I would have been like hahah hot girls have IBS but today I am consumed with anxiety that I’m not going to cook whatever produce we do eat well enough. That a simple mistake or a bit of carelessness might trigger a life changing series of events.
It’s one of those things where perspective changes your experience of the world. It’s not just having the shits it’s a potentially life altering illness. Like, who knew! Not me, as of three months ago.
Anyhow, I was going to tag caregiver but that seems to be a pretty kinky place and well this is not that lol.
