It is long overdue, but the time has come,
Sometimes it is very sad, sometimes very fun.
But in any event, you never complained,
Thank you so much white squares, do you feel the same?
I never felt like this, you know what I mean,
Before I just used you, we had the same team.
But times changed really fast, I lived in your room,
I stared at you often, from six until noon.
When you would stop spinning, and I was alone,
Your wroth becomes so clear, in my type of home.
That’s actually not true, all people agree,
If you don’t have white squares, you only can pee.
You might be there laughing, or wondering how,
I used a roll daily, but much longer now.
It’s weird with colitis, the fun always ends,
But less time with white squares, is good news my friends.
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I’m passionate about Ulcerative Colitis and especially people living with UC, the author of Feeling Crappy to Feeling Happy and Cooking For Ulcerative Colitis.
Also, I’m the founder of the iHaveUC website and I was diagnosed back in October of 2008 with severe pancolitis (the whole colon was inflamed back then).
Hey, Adam, you’re multi-talented! Always appreciate your postings and love this site. Thank you!
What up Maggie,
So glad you enjoyed:) I think it’s your turn to crank out something crazy…??:)
take care,
-Adam
‘Ode to toilet paper’….a novel idea…lol!!!
Tres hilarious, Adam!
What…no pic? :-)
Ran out the other day…:)
Sorry bro, with all due respect I can’t really find any comedy in having Crohn’s or UC. I know it creates a good outlook and everything but that’s just me. I really try and stay as positive as I can though because I know that’s very important. It’s really clever though i’ll give you that ;) Take care.
-Chris
By the way, i’m stoked you’re in remission with no meds. Keep it up.
Here’s my colitis poem:
Ulcerative colitis
You have a stupid name
When people ask me what you are
I hate having to explain
That I have a poopie problem
Sometimes can’t control my butt
And when I’m done in the bathroom
It smells like you know what
Public restrooms are the worst
Gotta pack a can of spray
Please don’t say I need a key
My butt can’t wait, no way!
Why do you wake me up at night?
Can’t you tell I’m sleepy?
And what’s with all the snot and blood?
Don’t you know that’s creepy?
Of all the things that I could get,
I got stuck with you
Ulcerative Colitis, the disease of painful poo
Well you may be a thing I have
But you’re not what makes me me
I am so much more than just
A girl with a disease
Someday you will not exist
Because they will find a cure
And let me say you won’t be missed
That, I know for sure!
Loved this poem. :) I especially like the part about being more than a girl with a disease… I got diagnosed a week ago, and I still kind of feel like when I go out in public that everyone just kind of looks at me and knows I have colitis somehow. I’ve got to try and remember that I’m still the same Jenny, not “that girl with colitis”!
Hey Jenny,
I have had UC for 16 years. Nobody knows I have it, but yeah I feel like I have it written on my face. I have been meeting more and more people who have Crohns, but nobody with UC yet. I just started the SCD about seven weeks ago. I cannot recommend it highly enough. It brought me out of a flare. It seems overwhelming at first, but really most of the recipes are easy and delicious. If anything, do invest in a Yogourmet yogurt maker. You will have powerful probiotics from your own kitchen at a fraction of the cost of store-bought. I hope you feel better soon.
here goes :)(pardon the pun)
“Ode to IBD”
Nothing I can ever do
to stop the constant runny poo
To end the constant
everflow
to cease tha stench that
lurks below
The numerous trips into the loo
just to take a runny doo
the never ceasing endless jaunts
the restlessness my being haunts
It seems a never ending quest
to try and put my bum at rest
To finally exist in peace
If only it would ever cease…
Wendy,
Love it!
Yay! Awesome.