About Me

sure, my scars are quite noticable, but i don't let that stop me from living my life.

I started this blog to help me cope with having Inflammatory Bowel Disease. It became not only a space to vent my frustrations, but a place where I could start to help people.

My blog began focused primarily on IBD, but recently I have been diagnosed with Autoimmune Hepatitis which is where your immune system can’t tell the difference between a healthy cell and virus and so it attacks everything. For me, my immune system is attacking my liver and so I have inflammation in my liver. It is not drug or alcohol related, and it isn’t contagious.

I am so much more than my ‘labels’, and through this blog I’d like to share with you my journey.

Feel free to send me a virtual high-five or ask any questions through my contact page

 

 

 

Conversations with IBD

Oh IBD. It’s safe to say that we do not see eye to eye.

You want me to spend an absurdly amount of time in the toilet, I think at one stage you had me going at least 20 times per day.

You want me to be in pain, to bloat, to bleed, to be on an insane amount of medication, to become exhausted.

You have caused me to lose my hair and be unable to receive any nutrients from food because my intestine is so inflamed.

You’ve hospitalised me several times and required me to have three surgeries in the space of a year and a half.

I’ve lost my large intestine, all because of your devilry.

You made me feel inadequate, lonely, embarrassed, confused, petrified and worthless.

Strangely enough you have also made me feel triumphant, strong, empowered, helpful and courageous.

You’ve pushed me to levels I did not know I had.

From the beginning of my diagnoses (2008) you have been a complete pain in the backside, but you have shaped me into the person I am today.

IBD I am not happy to have you in my life.

I understand you will never leave me, you’ll always be lurking, ready to pop up at the most inappropriate moments.

I can’t choose when you’ll strike, but I can choose how I deal with the havoc you wreak.

IBD. I do not love you, but I have accepted that you are a part of my life until a cure can be found and I hope that I can inspire others to do the same.