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 all collapsed (not so much fun), ridiculous procedures that did nothing but almost kill me (wickedly painful) and made me feel violated, and three Last… Read More »Last Rites…