My life's barely begun and yet I'm fighting off death and its indiscriminate lasso already. Last night and this morning I've found blood in my stools: quite unambiguously blood. Although I'm a cold, hard cynic who frowns and spits upon superstition or its sisters, I've recently had this underlying belief that my digestive system has had something the matter - this despite no pains or problems. Then last night, i unexpectedly got the confirmation; they say that the gut and brain are very closely linked and talk to each other almost constantly...it seems they were right. I know that it's not something minor; i can feel that it's aggressive and is ready to throw me into the eternal nothing. Anyway, I'm only the tragically young age of 21 and now I am a was.
Can anyone assuage my crippling fear perhaps - has this happened to anyone else? Is there a chance that I'm NOT living through the beginning of the premature end? Any help or comfort would be appreciated immensely.
I've an appointment with the doctors tomorrow by the way, i was unable to get one today.