If it takes a village to raise a child, it takes a country to keep him healthy.

If people aren't being informed about IBD within the public forum of the internet, it's time to educate in the public square of the city.

The upcoming half-marathon I'm signed up for is a race, and an act of revenge on ulcerative colitis, ten years in the making.

My third year with a J-pouch was marked by flux, but through all the changes, my pouch provided stability, and in doing so, let me adapt to new situations, new challenges, and new opportunities.

I've made some discernible progress since ulcerative colitis claimed my colon, but just because I have a normal-ish life again, doesn't mean IBD isn't still a rampaging beast.