I do not have Crohn's, my daughter does. But I'll tell you what I miss. I have two children. My son, who is seven, is severely autistic. I have accepted that. I have accepted that his future is one in which he will need constant care. My hopes, my dreams for my childrens' futures are pinned on my daughter. She is lovely, sweet, funny, kind, extremely intelligent, social, friendly, affectionate...perfect. Oh no....wait...she was diagnosed with Crohn's disease last year. And so...I desperately miss the promise of a normal, healthy, bright and happy future for my children that other people take for granted. I miss the innocence of being a happy go lucky person. I miss not worrying, every single minute, of every single day. I miss mornings where I would wake up and make breakfast, not wake up and make medicine cocktails. I miss feeling optimistic about
the world.
Thanks for allowing me to vent.