You’d think having been in the hospital so often makes me sick of them, and not want to watch medical
Throughout the day, I have posted about IBD, and IBD awareness- there are many blogs and foundations that provide support,
My friend Harriett and her fencing coach have a lovely expression when people ask them why they fence:” keeping the
It’s been a while since I posted one of these- mea culpa! Life has been super busy. Today is a
Deep in the bosom of the gentle night Is when I search for the light Pick up my pen and
In the early days of this blog, I wrote about my perceived overprescription of opioid painkillers, how chronic disease fits
I love living in Portland. I love its alternative culture that brings forth great art, culture, and just a lot
I recently read Sara Ringer’s post on dating a man with Crohn’s Disease. In the post, she elaborates on how,
Remember how in the last post I wrote that the worst that could happen had already happened? Yeah, scratch that.
Anyone with IBD will not be a person of blind optimism. Too much has happened to them, they don’t buy it. What they will buy, however, is that as banged up creatures, full of flaws, pain and stories, they still matter. They still can do things, they won’t give up. We strive, seek, find and never yield.