Last night I found myself on the toilet for the 6th time due to stress, lack of sleep and a case of pouchitis. There was a scream caught in my throat. There was pride laying on my brain. Guilt weighing down my heart. I was wrestling with my emotions and my logic…then I began to write on my Crazy Creole Mommy Chronicles Facebook page. The following came out:
The emotions that you conjure up while living with an autoimmune disease are just as unpredictable and painful as the…
Posted by The Crazy Creole Mommy Chronicles on Thursday, March 10, 2016
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