So I am convinced that this town is the place where single people go to die. I am single. I guess subconsciously by moving to this pit of dispair I was socially offing myself. Now it looks like this place is physically trying to take me out. On thursday I went to work, had a more stressful day than normal with a fight happening in 5th grade, one student shoving another in 4th and then a child trying to choke one of his classmates in 3rd grade. At lunch I was about in tears because I feel like there is nothing I can do and noone supports us in our efforts to enforce zero tolerance. I try to write up these kids that do these things but really nothing happens and they are right back in my class the next week to do it again. Ive tried every trick in the book. Back to lunch, I ate a normal mild small lunch, and went back to work with 1st grade. After about 45 minutes my stomach started churning, really bad, and I was feeling right down sick and ill. I knew I needed to hit the restroom, so I finally asked my neighboring teacher if he could watch my class so I could go be sick and poo., I went to do that, and it was pretty bad, to say the least. Went back to teaching, and an hour later it happened again. At this point we my neighbor teacher and I both agreed it would be in everyones best interest if I went on home for the day, knowing that I only had one more class, and I was getting worse. So I went home convinced I had contracted the flu bug that everyone has. I was wrong. I took a bath to soak and warm up and then crawled into bed with my towel around me just plain wiped out with extreme adominal pain. I woke up needed to go to the bathroom again. .....but this time I was horrified to find I had passed a LOT of blood. Yes. Gross. Scary. Icky. But true. I went back to bed for a while thinking that maybe I was having the equivalent to a nose bleed back yonder or something, went again about an hour later. SAME RESULT. I finally decieded that it was ER time. So I took by ass down to the ER. This was at 730 Midnight rolls around I am still internally bleeding and had yet to see a doctor. I was like fuck it if I am going to die I am going to die in the comfort of my overpriced apartment. I left and the nurses didnt act surprised they were like sorry cant give you a time frame. I just couldnt handle it I was in there for four hours. So anyway today I went straight to my real doc first thing in the morning, and this being small town USA he was rather baffled by my symptoms and concerned. Concerned enough to anally probe me....which was painful, and well just plain more upclose and personal than I wanted to get with the guy. I guess maybe he missed the blinking red exit only sign above it. Oh well. After determining that I was not having hemmoroid related issues, he sent me to a larger hospital to get a ct scan and bloodwork. So now after an entire day of starring in a not so entertaining reality version of my beloved show HOUSE, I find out that I most likely am joining the list of my friends that have chronic illnesses. They are pretty sure not 100 percent but mostly pretty sure that I have Colitis. So my body thinks that digestion is evil and must be attacked with white blood cells to ensure that I have no quality of life on the external side of my being. SON OF A BITCH. As sad as it is to know this is something I am stuck with it would explain so much and sooooo much pain, sickness, fatigue, and general problems Ive had over most of my life.My thing is I want to know for sure that this is the issue so I can deal with it and understand it. So if anyone knows anything valuable about living with it or have has simular issues let me know what you think. Im pretty much immobile and traumatized by this weeks events and will be checking online a lot. ha.