Stuff

Was doing pretty good the last month or so then crapped myself 2 times this week, once at work and once at Cub Scouts. Let the kids earn a merit badge with that one, here you go young man you have earned your toilet paper pin the highest award a Scout can earn. Not sure what the hell that is supposed to mean but just struck me as funny. This disease definitely keeps me on my toes from day to day no doubt about that. Had me a good old pity party the day I pooped myself at work. Got very angry and dissappointed with myself, how  that makes any sense at all I will never know. Got over the whole thing within a few hours and was laughing and joking again but still thinking about it obviously. Thankfully the lord blessed me with a poor memory so I tend to rebound pretty quickly. Speaking of that I think the meds are affecting my memory, I cant remember peoples names anymore or what I am doing from one minute to the next. These are people I have known for years and I am forgetting their names, WTF. I suppose a poor memory is a good trade off instead of being in the hospital bleeding and wasting away. I always say patience is a must with my UC but now more than ever I need to practice what I preach, slow down and concentrate and think about things to kinda jar my memory. Still luvin life for the most part and givin er hell.