I'm not going to start this story from the onset of the disease but rather from when I became aware that something was really wrong. It was Labour Day 2011, my now husband, then fiancée Matt and I went to a movie at a local theatre. I had been feeling off all weekend, having issues going to the bathroom, nausea and pain. We were seeing the final Harry Potter movie - Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows Part 2 - the lights were down; the previews were done and the movie was just beginning when I felt an incredibly sharp pain in my lower left quadrant and a wave of intense nausea. I told Matt I felt sick and literally crawled out of the theatre. Anyone who knows me personally knows how much of a germaphobe so Matt knew something was very wrong and followed me out of the theatre. I felt like I needed to go to the washroom but nothing was happening. After I had Matt get our money back (priorities, am I right?), he got the car and drove me to the nearest emergency room. ...