A New Hope and A Shattered Hope

[headline_arial_small_centered color=”#000000″]There Is No Bad Day[/headline_arial_small_centered] [headline_tahoma_medium_centered color=”#000000″]Life Saving Love[/headline_tahoma_medium_centered]  During this increasing turmoil, our extended family and friends responded graciously and amazingly.  People started showing up with food almost every day, removing the burden off Nan’s shoulders to prepare each meal for the kids.   Then my parents drove in from eight hours away and Read More…

There’s A Pill For That

[headline_arial_small_centered color=”#000000″]There Is No Bad Day[/headline_arial_small_centered] [headline_tahoma_medium_centered color=”#000000″]There’s A Pill For That[/headline_tahoma_medium_centered]  But as I lay there, not falling asleep, slowly the tight, burning in my butt returned. “What??  No!!!  I thought we were past this??” Soon it was a full-fledged burn out and by early morning complete discomfort again. “What kind of cruel joke Read More…

The SCD – A Miracle Cure?

[headline_arial_small_centered color=”#000000″]There Is No Bad Day[/headline_arial_small_centered] [headline_tahoma_medium_centered color=”#000000″]Chapter 4 – Round 2: High Hopes[/headline_tahoma_medium_centered] [content_box_grey width=”75%”] “I’m sure you’ve discovered my deep and abiding interest in pain. Presently I’m writing the definitive work on the subject.” – Count Rugen, The Princess Bride[/content_box_grey] [headline_tahoma_small_centered color=”#000000″]The SCD – A Miracle Cure?[/headline_tahoma_small_centered] On September 25th I read most Read More…

Say No To Drugs! Except…

[headline_arial_small_centered color=”#000000″]There Is No Bad Day[/headline_arial_small_centered] [headline_tahoma_medium_centered color=”#000000″]Doing Drugs[/headline_tahoma_medium_centered] “So what’s the treatment?” I asked.  “What do we do now?” “We start you on a pretty high dose of steroid, called Prednisone,” the Doctor said.  “Go fill the prescription I’ll send to the pharmacy right now and call me in about 10 days to report Read More…

A Gift On The Doorstep

[headline_arial_small_centered color=”#000000″]There Is No Bad Day[/headline_arial_small_centered] [headline_tahoma_medium_centered color=”#000000″]What You Give You Receive[/headline_tahoma_medium_centered] No sleep the entire night capped off with the full body workout intensity of those two enemas had me lying on the ground feeling barely alive. I knew I needed to get myself up the stairs and get dressed so I could make Read More…

2 Unpleasant Rituals

[headline_arial_small_centered color=”#000000″]There Is No Bad Day[/headline_arial_small_centered] [headline_tahoma_medium_centered color=”#000000″]Chapter 3 – Digesting Digestive Disorder[/headline_tahoma_medium_centered] [headline_tahoma_small_centered color=”#000000″]Accelerating Decline[/headline_tahoma_small_centered] I found myself on a major detour from my planned route in life.  Forget running, teaching, and my work, I couldn’t even help with the dishes anymore.  I couldn’t help tuck the kids in at night.  I barely had Read More…

No, seriously…butt pain is good!

The pain increased throughout the next week, and when I called the GI Doc to report in, all he could tell me was to double the dose of cream. “OK, but are you sure there’s not something else going on?  This is getting worse…it isn’t getting better.”  I said.  “These types of abrasions are really Read More…

Your friendly neighborhood GI Doc

A couple days later, at my first appointment on August 15th, the Doctor seemed entirely unenthusiastic about his life in general.  And he certainly didn’t seem too pleased with his job choice of probing people’s backsides for 40+ hours a week.  To try to lighten him up I asked “so…how did you get into this particular Read More…

Let’s give a warm welcome to our good friend Pain ;)

There is No Bad Day – Chapter 2 Meet your new bunkmates The day after Kelsie’s birth, I noticed a minor burning sensation inside my butt.  Weird.  I didn’t think much of it.  The next day the burning worsened a little.  The discomfort made sitting at my desk difficult.  By the following day I could Read More…

Why?

In the early spring 2012 I pondered and wrote for many weeks about what it was that was bringing me so much joy.  And why I woke up so thrilled with each new day now. And why all my circumstances improved so dramatically and suddenly.  I felt drawn to creating a crystal clear written reminder Read More…