I have been feeling well these days, but I’m terribly nervous. It’s that damnable illness waiting, lurking around my body looking for an extra corpuscle to high jack.
I’m afraid to celebrate or let loose cause this disease (Crohn’s) can strike anywhere and anytime; it does not discriminate.
It screams out through my knees and knuckles, every bend feels like they need WD-40 oil. My knuckles feel like the tin man’s hands that were left out in the rain too long.Read more on themighty.com