I have a scar across my stomach.
It turns 10 this month.
When I was 18 I had to have an emergency resection.
I was diagnosed with Crohn’s disease…
Long story short for a few years I was in and out of the hospital.
I really believed that that was going to be my life.
People ask me how I got so lucky.
I don’t know…
I’m glad we reconnected
And I’m glad she’s my wife.
I’m the luckiest man on the face of the earth.
With her awesome support and two doctors. Some lifestyle changes.
I haven’t been admitted because of any flare ups. For almost three years.
I don’t know what you’re going through.
But don’t let it ruin you.
Don’t let it push you back.
Push it to its limits.
Make it question why it messed with you.
I know I’m very fortunate.
Not everyone can stay out of the hospital.
I do have to see my doctors annually and have preventive scopes.
But it’s worth it.
Progress isn’t made in a leap.
It’s every day. Consistently. Making a step forward and three back sometimes. But it’s never giving up. You’ll have good years and you’ll have years that make you question everything…
But the important thing is your ability to believe in YOURSELF. You can change your world by getting up every day and making that step.