Ok, not a marathon training blog, but thought I'd highlight another side of WG and illnesses that are just as debilitating.
When diagnosed with WG, it is easy to just focus on getter better with regards to your physical health and be dammed with the mental side of it. It taken me many years to confront what WG had done to me aside from the physical element.
For myself, I lost 2 years of my life from the age of 17. On reflection, it was very much the formative years of becoming an adult. At that age, you leave school, join uni/work, start drinking in pubs and start being a responsible (well, semi-responsible ) adult.
I remember my doctors asking how I was coping inside etc. But to be honest, as much as I may have been struggling; seeing another doctor, or another hospital waiting room didn't exactly fill me with joy. In hindsight, I should have but In all honesty, the doctor should just insist.
I'm lucky in that I've had friends, family and even work colleagues to scrape me off the floor when I really needed it (I really did!) I never went to them, I just bottled it all up and it eventually came to the fore. Running has been good for getting things sorted though!
Not even a good article really, just hopefully a good warning to admit life can be sh#t sometimes and to speak up.