In 2018, my Crohn’s reached a breaking point. Meds weren’t working. Flares were constant. And my doctor finally said the words I had dreaded:
🩺 “It’s time for surgery.”

I was terrified. I had no idea what life would be like without my ileocecal valve. Would I feel better? Would I regret it? Would I even be me without this little piece of my body?
The recovery was brutal. The pain was worse than I expected. And my digestion? A whole new adventure.
But here’s the thing—I survived.
And while surgery didn’t “cure” me (because nothing cures Crohn’s), it gave me a fresh start. It gave me time before my next big battle.
Surgery is scary. But sometimes, it’s what keeps us fighting. And I’ll always keep fighting.
Stay Strong.

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