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Grossness ahead. Read at your own risk.

As my belly gets increasingly bigger, I’m getting more and more questions and comments. Most of them are the small-talk type and aren’t exactly interested in the real answer. So in response, I also relay the small-talk answer and nothing more. Plus, there are some things you just don’t tell people, ever, especially with people in real life. I have a couple of those somethings.

You the internet knows about my YI, not many others know about it otherwise. Whenever I get asked “how is the pregnancy going?” or “how are you doing?”, I give them the evasive “I am feeling OK, very big and heavy, but OK.” I don’t feel it’s necessary to indulge them on my cootch problem “Well since you asked, actually this pregnancy is BAD. I have had this horrible yeast infection since conception in late November and I STILL have it, and I can’t get rid of it no matter how many different category C medicines I’ve taken. Also, I had this blood clot thing for the entire first trimester and I was bleeding bright red blood a few times and I thought I was going to miscarry, again. As you know, I had a miscarriage in early October. Oh I didn’t tell you about that? Well, this is what happened on that very sad Saturday . . . ”

Yea. That will go real smooth with Real Life People.

The other unmentionable I have is: ulcerative proctitis (UP). It’s basically ulcerative colitis (UC) that is limited to a couple of inches in the lower section of my colon. Lovely conversation topic don’t you think? So yea, I can’t tell anyone in real life except really really really close family members. I must be very vigilant in taking daily medication for it, probably for the rest of my life, as there is still no cure for UC/UP yet and may not be for many more years to come yet. If I forget to take the medicines, then the symptoms come back. In fact, they’ve came back several times already during this pregnancy. On top of that, occasionally I must switch meds as the body builds up resistance over time. There is this constant fear in the back of my mind that one day my colon will be so messed up that I will need to have it surgically removed and then take dumps into a pouch instead. But I can’t talk about any of this with anyone. I mean, how do you even begin to talk about such a thing? And why would anyone want to know such intimate details about my colon?

However, I’m not so sure I want to talk about it IRL, even if someone was willing to listen.

Now that I’ve totally grossed you out, I shift the attention to you. Do you have unmentionables that you cannot discuss with Real Life People? And you’re dying to talk about it with someone, or, would you just die if anyone ever found out?

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