Tomorrow is my birthday. I don't feel older or freaked out... I just feel the same. Tomorrow is the same as today, and will be a lot like Sunday.
I'm ready for the next step in my life but apparently the world isn't. I want to be a mom. At my last doctor visit, my gastro told me I have to wait- I am in the middle of a very mild flare and he doesn't want to complicate the flare or a pregnancy. I get it... but it's not fair.
I am now taking my sixth medication for UC because the last 6 haven't worked. I have one more try after this; one more chance to have a medication that can maintain my remission for more than one year.