Reflection On Crohn's Disease
My diagnosis came as an unwelcome surprise. The pain had gripped me by the gut and demanded more from me than I could offer. My medication worked furiously to suppress the fire that raged within my intestines, and all the while, I loathed this thing within me called Crohn’s disease.
Over the years as my condition improved, I began to immerse myself in the Crohn’s community. I made friends with countless people who have struggled more vigorously than I could have ever imagined with their own diagnosis’. Yet, these people were unashamed, proud, even, of their Crohn’s. I volunteered, fundraised, and spread awareness with the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation of America (CCFA); I attended IBD summer camps; I interned at Nationwide Children’s Hospital
Over the years as my condition improved, I began to immerse myself in the Crohn’s community. I made friends with countless people who have struggled more vigorously than I could have ever imagined with their own diagnosis’. Yet, these people were unashamed, proud, even, of their Crohn’s. I volunteered, fundraised, and spread awareness with the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation of America (CCFA); I attended IBD summer camps; I interned at Nationwide Children’s Hospital