Save us from the Death Knell

Save us from the Death Knell The Rider he comesOn a pale horseHis Name is DeathNo time for RemorseSo do us a favourLook after the weakAnd stay home for presentSo the Reaper can’t seek #stayhomesavelives #chronicillness #vulnerable Please note in writing this poem, I do not for one moment think that anyone who is classed…

My New Awareness Tattoo

I’m not really a remember the date kinda of girl. What I do know is that its 3 years in March since I was officially diagnosed with Crohn’s disease. So today I sat in the tattoo shop reflecting on the pain to come, and I remember what a bumpy journey I’ve had to date and…

Accidents – Whoops I did it again

I’m going to start this off with a silly poem I wrote: I was happily watching the air show When I felt like I needed to blow I squeezed out a fart and it gave me a start Right into my knickers did it go   So off did I toddle with a clench and…

Share your story

Reach out and share your story There might be someone out there who wants to listen Whilst our stories may not be the same It’s good to talk, it keeps me sane It’s nice to know that we are not alone In this journey that’s called Crohn’s   p.s I find writing really therapeutic, it…