I posted this about 4 years ago and I thought I would repost it because today at work I got to thinking, "would I ever feel 'good' again?", "would there ever be a day that I can go out somewhere and not have to worry if I can even make it?"
Would there ever be a day that Crohn's Disease....dies?
Here's what I would write as an obituary for the disease....
Crohn’s Disease, prominent bowel disease, died last night from complications of losing his soul mates Ileitis and Colitis. No one is really sure of his age, but according to written records, he was over 85 years old.
Asked about the loss of his dear friend, IBS, the soon to be obsolete and forgotten disease, described Crohn’s as complicated and was looked up to by other diseases of the body for his wide range of symptoms.
In the final days of his life, he revealed an unknown side of his psyche. This hidden quasi-Freudian persona surfaced in the super-ego-like pursuit of his desire to be the number one disease.
Sadly, the protracted search ended early Monday morning in complete and utter failure. Yet even in certain defeat, the courageous Crohn’s secretly clung to the belief he was to live forever.
He is survived by IBS but has also come to the realization that soon another obituary will be written about him and will only survive in the pages of old medical journals.