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Crohn's and Farms

See...if my parents would have just gotten a cow...like my mother wanted...I wouldn't have a tummy troubles blog today. We had cats and dogs...but no cow. I did visit my grandfather's farm though. He only had horses by the time I was born. (and barn cats)

Some other Tummy Trouble Posts

Just a round up of some other Crohn's posts around the internet that everyone should read
A year What a nice celebration.
Yikes-so sad People are dumb and mean.
You look so good I just was talking about this at the Blogher Unconference. It annoys me no end when folks are all "you look so good, you have lost so much weight" after a particularly bad bout with tummy troubles. Or the even better "I wish I could have Crohn's so I could lose weight so easily" Umm no, losing weight fast is not a perk. And the general, I never knew you had that, you are always so perky/look so healthy. hmm

Then there was a really sad one about a woman my age with Crohn's for about the same amount of time as I have had it and she went into the hospital at Christmas time and just passed away after getting better/worse/better/worse/better but then suddenly worse, without ever coming home again. I can't seem to find the link but it was a scary, sad thing.

See Libraries and Tummy Troubles Go Together

You should go look: Library-Gut of the Community

Can't Miss Toilet News

1000 toilets in one public bathroom in China. Some of them are really cool! I like the spreading toilet culture part!

Count Down

A poem by Robin Morgan...Go buy her poetry and her literature and stuff...

Survival is the final offer

that arrives at the eleventh hour

just when pain to the tenth power

would kill you with another ninth degree.

By then, relief strikes you brief as an eighth note;

you wear doom proudly; it's your seventh seal.

But life whispers through your sixth sense

of what might await you in some fifth dimension

where miracle is saved for the fourth quarter.

Tricked, you sigh and rise on the third day.

You know better, but with no second thought,

risk that first step-absurd as first love at first sight

as if you were back at ground zero, as if it cost

nothing, as if this were not the last laugh.