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 squeeze of my mother’s hand. […]
When I was growing up my step father and I bonded over music and baseball, which is interesting because my biological father and I also bonded over baseball and music. I’ve always loved the game. I got to play it for a little while, but not like I wanted too. My mother just didn’t have […]
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 […]
Upon my return from Philadelphia this past weekend, I dove back into helping my grandma move into her new place along with family members and friends. This past weekend was such an amazing time in Philadelphia as I toured the Janssen BioExperience with my fellow IBD advocates. It was a time of research, sharing, friendship […]
