I remember the day when I realized I was stuck in my disease and needed help.
Tag: IBD
IBDMoms
If you didn’t know by now, I am a mom. A mom living with a chronic condition called ulcerative colitis. Actually, I’ve got about 5 autoimmune conditions that manifest in all sorts of different types of ways. But ulcerative colitis has been the foundation, the root, from which most of…
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…
The Old Lady
Guys…I’m old. Seriously. I’m old. I always use to joke that I acted like an old lady. Or that because of IBD, arthritis, etc. my body is really 76 years old. But last night as I sat in the hotel lobby of one of the cutest, loudest, most millennial hotel…
Taking The J-Pouch On The Road
This summer I took my J-Pouch on a multi level vacation that included flights and road trips through the Texas heat & storms. Vacationing with children and IBD can be daunting. The unpredictability of it all. But since Hippo has been born, traveling has been something I’ve tried to maintain….
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…
