One year ago I looked like this. Today, I look like this. In between were two hospital stays, too many medications to count, steroids, enough pain medication to kill several large mammals, and lovely friends and family by my side. A year out of surgery I’m living with a little over a foot less of my guts and an inflammation rate lower than it has been in 12 years. While each day brings different autoimmune-related challenges, I have to remind myself of where I’ve been. Thanks for coming along with me, buddies.
Franny Choi, Notes on the Existence of Ghosts
If one item on your life list is smelling like a sweaty pizza, I highly recommend a soak in wild oregano oil.
If ever there was a clear visual metaphor for what your insides feel like when experiencing a Crohn’s flare, it’s this photo of Marilyn Manson & Rose McGowan circa 1998.
This pig embodies precisely how I feel on my very best day. Precisely.
Winter nights in are even cozier with these rustic and earthy votive holders. Thanks, Pinterest.