I am a 43 year old full-time working mom, owner of two 1-year old Labrador puppies (don't ask me what we were thinking), and loving wife to a saint of a husband who put up with me while I suffered through 12-years of a Prednisone-hazed run of Crohn’s Disease. Since opting for surgery 4 ½ years ago as a way to get back my life, I don’t define myself by my disease anymore. And I surely don't define myself by my ostomy.
Check out my full story in my first post and hear how God-awful I was on Prednisone. Lordy, it was ugly!
