His heart began to grieve. Her bladder began to ache and that ache turned into severe pain. Nights were spent curled up next to the claw foot tub to awaken every twenty minutes to use the toilet. Food and wine, once a gastronomic indulgence to the end of a long week, became intolerable to the woman. Pain now throbbed in her most intimate of places. The man and the woman would never be the same for into their cabin and their lives and their love, a monster named Interstitial Cystitis had clawed its way into their midst. The monster demanded attention and irrevocably changed their lives, their relationship, their world.
Six years later and the monster of IC, its claws released their hold on my bladder and my intimate regions, but I find my heart constantly looking and listening for the sensations of the monster to wreck havoc in our lives once again. With every occasional bladder infection the panic clutches my throat: Is this really IC? Is the remission over?
My IC is in remission. It took five very hard and dedicated years using a multitude of doctors, IC diets, herbs and blood work. The list goes on an on. The monster that I fight alongside the ghost of the IC monster is one of legitimacy within the world of IC. Sadly, in our society it seems that if you claim to be healed or in remission that your experience, and therefore your words about IC, are not as potent as someone in the deep throes of IC. For every second of every day living with the pain and symptoms of IC that I cried, urinated often, and bitterly ate ten "ok for IC patients" foods, I longed to find someone who had made it to the other side, if only to speak to the person and to hear that remission is possible.
What happened in our society that the scales are imbalanced that we call (and justly) cancer patients 'survivors' when they overcome vicious cancer, yet when someone with an incurable disease such as IC is able to work just as hard and their symptoms and pain go into remission, they are not deemed as IC survivors? I boldly claim that I am an IC survivor. I research and blog tirelessly for all IC patients and it is my heart's truest desire that each of you reach remission. So allow me to be one of the first to declare that when you go into IC remission you can call yourself an IC Survivor! (Although, as I reread this I think that I was wrong...even someone enduring the day by day pain and struggle of IC