Rambling of a semi-fit, semi-creative, crazy loving mama. Friday, July 22, 2011. Yup, right bedside our street is a lake. Every once in awhile, I get in on the fun too! And made.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010. In July 2007, a couple of months after my first major flare-up and hospitalisation. If I had anything as grand as a founding principle it was to try to be as honest as possible. But recently I became curious about how the doctors have charted my illness, so I asked for a copy of my medical records. Finally, my medical records are a hef.

This is how the UC used to make me feel. Search, Search, Survive. I am 37 and a teacher. I am a happily married man with 2 boys aged 13 and 10, and we live by the sea. I have had UC since about the age of 30. These are the ramblings of man trying to come to terms and deal with a chronic disease whilst maintaining some sort of normality.

Look Dave, I can see youre really upset about this. I honestly think you ought to sit down calmly, take a stress pill, and think things over. And every day from now on for the next year. And I would most definitely regret not having children. Right? April 6, 2009. Anyways, said young man and I.

Low blood count, you see, due to slow, constant blood loss.