I'm in the textbooks or at least I used to be. When I was diagnosed, I was one of the youngest cases of UC known to the UCLA GI Program and was part of their teaching protocol for many years until I was moved to Cedars. I was 4 years old when I started having severe (read as near fatal) UC symptoms and was diagnosed, definitively, a year later after countless invasive procedures and three rounds with a priest giving me the Last Rites.
I’ve had UC, theoretically speaking, since I was 4 years old, I was finally diagnosed with it after spending months in and out of the hospital (mostly in), countless drug cocktails orally and intravenously to the point where my veins… Read More »Last Rites…