I know that everyone says time flies, but these past three years feel like they have gone by at lightning speed. I still can’t get over that the holidays are here again. It’s my favorite time of year, but it’s also when my anxiety skyrockets. Gone is the ease of the mostly germ free summer, and in comes rushing every infection known to man. Everyday I wake up thinking, “Is this going to be the day Connor gets sick again?”. If you’ve been here for a while then you know all about sweet baby Con Con’s VEO-IBD diagnosis and the rollercoaster ride we’ve been on. Most of the time I talk about how he’s doing or the wild range of emotions I’m going through at any given point, but what I don’t talk about often despite the fact that it is constantly on my mind, is how every single member of our little family is affected by this unpredictable disease. Two weeks ago Connor had a few appointments at CHOP. The night before we had to drive to Philly, I was in the car with Sadie bringing her home from...
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