Living in Pursuit of Wholeness
While standing before the bathroom mirror of my hospital room, I cautiously ran my fingers over the steri-strips that held a fresh 2 inch incision above my belly-button together. They semeed too small to properly do the job of holding everything in when it felt like I would burst open at any moment. How could […] Read more…
Springtime rolled around and the best thing at the absolute worst time happened: I discovered I was Read more…
“It is Crohn’s.” he confirmed. My illness that took three months to identify was one I’d have for life. Read more…
When Dr. A palpitated my lower right abdomen I recoiled in pain as he nodded knowingly. This wasn’t something prednisone would fix. Read more…
I was beginning to believe that all I needed was this medication to calm the inflammation, and some diet changes to allow my body to heal and get things back to normal. Read more…
After weeks of discomfort and few answers from the medical community, this one ER doctor in a last ditch effort to find a shred of evidence that something was wrong, had found it. Read more…