“You don’t look ill”, “Aren’t people with Crohn’s skinny?”, “All you need to do is stop eating xyz and you’ll get better”, “Have you tried Aloe Vera/Juice Plus/Forever Living?” All things I have heard in the few years since I was diagnosed.  All are frankly bollocks.  No, if I wear make-up I look reasonable. No I’m not skinny but I still shit more in the first hour I wake than than most people do in a week – or two.  No, not everyone has trigger foods (although many do, they’re probably thinking of coeliac or IBS).  And NO I am not trying your multilevel marketingRead More →

I am FORTY next week.  Apart from going on about it quite a lot I’m not really that bothered.  Age is just a number and if you’re only as old as the man you’re feeling then you can subtract 7 years – oh yes!  It has got me thinking a bit about “if I knew then what I know now” so here goes. 1)  You were never ugly As a teen I was convinced I was ugly.  I hated myself. Fuck me! I was so serious about how I looked.  Because I hated the way I looked I spent hours putting on makeup, I wouldn’tRead More →

Strength

I’m back from another long day in A&E because of this bastard disease, Crohn’s. I’ve previously written here about my diagnosis and first operations (have a gander, it’s thrilling – intensive care and everything).  Cutting a very long story short since August 2013 I’ve had 6 operations 5 of which were within 20 months of each other. I had my most recent operation two weeks ago for an anal fistula (google it, you won’t be disappointed).  Over this past weekend a (very painful) lump came up and I’m having fevers and not feeling at all well so my IBD nurse (firmly) suggested I attend A&E. IRead More →

3 girls in a park

Recently I was tagged by both Carter Family 4 and Pass the Prosecco Please to write 20 things you didn’t know about me. So here goes: 1) I don’t have a middle name.  When deciding what to call me my father suggested naming me after an engineer, Mr Wankel. My surname is Knight. You get the idea (Wankel Knight…) 2) I nearly died following an operation to remove part of my bowel (due to Crohn’s) after I developed a leak and septicemia in 2013 when Big L was 2. I was in intensive care for a week and spent a month in hospital.  I had 5 operations in aroundRead More →

I’m sat here on this lovely summer’s day 3 years to the day that I had my first major operation. An operation that would lead to a further 4, and counting… I was diagnosed with Crohn’s disease in September 2012. Big L was 1 and Little L was a sparkle in his father’s eye.  I’d suffered with what had been previously diagnosed as IBS since my teens and been backwards and forwards to the Dr’s since.  It turns out it was actually Crohn’s. Crohn’s and IBS have very similar symptoms and Crohn’s is apparently hard to diagnose. It was found because I’d been ill withRead More →