The time has come to start your family, but if you’re living with IBD, where do you begin?
Tag: African-American
Step Therapy while Mommying
Cured… just kidding! I clearly remember the GI’s voice when she said, “Cure” while discussing my upcoming surgery. I remember the weight that lifted from my chest. I pictured myself running after my toddler in the park without complication. I can still feel the smile on my face and the…
Never Have I Ever
Never have I ever written a blog while in the middle of an inflammatory flare up. I will actually just lock myself away into a dark hole of blankets & old X-Files episodes. It’s probably why there are such inconsistencies with my blog as far as posts. Social media posts…
The Black American Patient
I’ve been incredibly hesitant about writing the following post, considering the racial temperature of the United States, whenever a person of color makes a reference to the egregious situations that plague American citizens of color and of faiths other than Christianity, they are lambasted. We are often accused of being…
Let Me Reintroduce Myself Part II
In 2009, I welcomed my little Hippo. He was perfect. No complications. He was insured. My kid had health insurance, his father had health insurance…suddenly, I did not, again. The bliss of having health insurance because of my high risk pregnancy, was taken away as quickly as I received it….