It was going on for years until it turned into what it turned into.
I required 5 units of blood while in the hospital for almost a month.
No one came to visit me much and I ended up in a private room, I remember that much.
I'm still sick with diverticulitus today; right now in fact.
The medication I was taking for pain for the last 15 years in "no longer available".
They've got me on something different that is making a constipated zombie out of me.
I've been bed ridden.
I managed to get out yesterday to shop for food and came home and went back to bed.
I just got up for awhile as I woke up in so much pain I could barely move.
Three pills later and here I am right now.
I often wonder how much longer can I go on like this? 
Take care mopinko! We need all of the hope and care we can find! This is a real struggle no doubt.
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