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Knowing Your Limits

They say in order to grow you should be testing your limits, pushing yourself forward, outside of your comfort zone. But what is there to be said for knowing your limits?  For me, limits have been a tricky business these last couple of years. I couldn’t ignore my diagnosis of my chronic illness, but I didn’t want it to hold…

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Doing Long Distance

A couple of weeks ago, I started a new job. And not just any job; one I was so damn excited to get and actually start. But it meant moving away from home. That was a messy feeling in my head for weeks, which included moving all my patient care for my IBD and stoma as well as packing and…

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The Last Year of My 20’s

It’s here. The final year of me being in my twenties. The last couple years, I’ve hardly noticed the age I am. Mostly because my age hasn’t really been on my mind or if it has it because people don’t quite believe my actual age when I tell them. Being sick since I was 22 meant that my birthdays weren’t…

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Changes, Welcomed Changes

I’ve always been known as someone who doesn’t do things by halves. Some examples? –          I have the most progressive disease my Gastroenterologist has seen. –          In a three-month period, my colon disintegrated but I didn’t present with a flare up of IBD! –          My GYN surgeon removed a tennis ball cyst off my ovary which should have been causing…

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“Adding scars to my body in order for a higher …

I always wondered what sort of person wanted to have surgery. I always wondered how you could get to that point and want someone to cut you open. I always wondered, until it happened to me.   My Timehop is a good reminder of what happened a year ago, or two or three years ago. It serves to remind me…

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Acceptance

Lately, people have been asking me how I’ve become so okay with how my life currently is. I think they mean to ask ‘how have you been able to accept your stoma so well?’ because it’s only been a little over six months since my operation. I think it’s down to three things, really: I have lived with a chronic…

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It Creeps Up on You

Diary Entry: 29.04.16 It’s two weeks until my surgery. I’ve finally had all my paperwork for my pre-op and my admission for the actual surgery. It’s come around fast. Faster than expected. Even though it was only a month away when I got told it was provisionally booked.   Planned anxiety. That is what my first surgery was. Lately, I’ve…

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Fearful

I’ve already had five and a half years with my chronic illness. I’ve gotten used to it disturbing my life and disrupting my plans. It seems to have a knack for doing this, a lot. What I am not used to is being without medication. It feels foreign, almost like we are testing the IBD gods, tricking them into thinking…

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