Haven’t published in a while – been physically really sick.
I was diagnosed with an ulcerative colitis at the age of 14. It has given me peace of mind for many long years until at some point it became evident that it would act up and flare in response to severe stress.
So coming out of an intense period of panic attacks, heightened anxiety, changes in meds etc I can’t say I didn’t expect it to strike again – only 6 months after my previous flare.
And so here I am, battling a different battle: bad cramping, intense sweating from the pain of cramps, vomiting out of pain and struggling with many day by day tasks.
I’m on 75mg of cortisone daily + enemas at night.
I haven’t gotten worse but haven’t gotten better either.
One positive thought that struck my mind yesterday is that everything comes for a reason. After leaving my father in Sicily, I was very anxious at the thought of not having my safe place to run to in case of bad anxiety. Well, my colitis flare had me realizing I’m perfectly fine on my own and anxiety is something I’ve completely forgotten about over the past weeks – or perhaps it’s just duloxetine doing it’s thing ☺️
Either way, I’m been feeling good on a mental level and horrible on a physical level. But pushing through – as always.
It’s not my first flare. I know the pain, I know everything about this stupid autoimmune disease so I also know it will go back in remission.
Patience.
Faith.
Love.
My favorite ingredients for any recipes.
On a brighter note, got a cute table for my balcony and we had our first dinner on it yesterday night.

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