July 18 2017


My mom used to have this saying (I hate it as much now as I did then), “Let life be a surprise to you.” As a meticulous and methodical planner, I HATE surprises. Oh sure, show up with lunch, gift me some flowers or chocolate, but never, ever spring ANYTHING on me. It won’t work out how you think it will, that I can guarantee. So imagine my–for lack of a better word, surprise–at the story I am about to tell you.
I commute an hour to work, leaving the house by 6:30 a.m. (on a good morning) after dressing as fast as the Tasmanian devil. I have a hard time getting up; I rarely ever get a full night of sleep, and the nights that I am lucky enough to get more than 5 hours, it is usually broken, restless, and pain-filled.
I like to drive with the heater blasting on my feet and the window down, I know how weird that sounds and I am rolling my eyes at your semi-distaste and confusion. Yesterday I am driving to work in said typical fashion, though I will admit yesterday was an emotional day for me and I had no pre-conceived notions about having a good day, let alone an easy Monday.
Anyway, as I’m driving my pant leg is swaying which I assume is due to the heater/window combo so I just ignore it. For the first five minutes. Then I get annoyed and try adjusting my pant leg. Then adjusting my boots. Finally, I pushed my leg against the seat to stop my pants from moving altogether. That worked, as I thought it would, so I gave it little to no other thought. I had already processed and dismissed the idea of it being a bug (I had a hell day with winged creatures some odd numbered weeks ago and didn’t think I could be THAT unlucky).
HA! Well, I have been wrong before and yesterday was no exception. I got out of my car and I kid you not…the biggest freaking brown spider, yes I said SPIDER, came crawling down my leg and scurried off my boot. I am talking the Aragog of freaking domesticated (I hope) spiders. Are you kidding me?!!? I am standing there in a mixture of shock and horror, smashing this eight-legged freak to bits, shaking in disgust rethinking my entire commute. This…thing was basically caressing me for the better part of an hour and I had no clue. I am still itching and seeing bugs that are not there in my periphery. I feel all sorts of violated. So…check your shoes closely ladies and gents, ’cause eww.
At work I am regaling my tale of woe with one of the corrections deputies (I work at a court house) who is oddly focused on the fact that I am wearing boots in July, like keep up, there was a SPIDER. Of course I am shook up and dramatically playing the what-if game: what if it was poisonous and it bit me, what if my final words are going to be something stupid because the venom is pumping through my veins, what if…another CO chimes in with, “What if you become spider man?”
So to that, should I become SpiderSpears (not a girl, not yet a woman) along with my lame web-spitting hands “super power” (batman household, sorry Peter), hopefully I also genetically create the cure for Crohn’s.

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Posted July 18, 2017 by in category "Crohn's Disease


  1. By Chronically Callie (Post author) on

    First of all, props to the Harry Potter reference! And secondly, this had me cracking up. Been there, and holy shit it’s such a violation. I live in Florida and literally had a palmetto bug (aka cockroach) riding on my shoulder all the way. I freaking died when I leapt off of me.

    1. By omydaisy (Post author) on

      Callie, glad I had you laughing! I love Harry Potter, I still maintain my Hogwarts letter got lost. While I was born in Florida, I cannot say I ever had the “pleasure,” of experiencing a Palmetto bug. They sound awful!

  2. By Bill Ziegler (Post author) on

    Hi intrestinal, you’ve a marvelous blog going here, as a fellow crohnie I appreciate your words and well placed humor greatly. My diagnosis came about 1975, a time when it was considered quite a rare thing and something that did not correlate with family history. Well I’m here to tell you that my son, my brother and his son have Crohn’s. So far I’m the only one in the family who has gone to a completely vegan diet and astonishingly reduced symptoms.
    You inspire me to write more about it on my blog 🙂

    1. By omydaisy (Post author) on

      Hi Bill, welcome to my crazy life! I am new to blogging, so it truly means a lot to me that you like it! Diets and I have never worked well together, but after spending the last few years trying just about everything else…maybe I need to work in time for another diet change.
      I look forward to reading more of your blog. 🙂

      1. By Bill Ziegler (Post author) on

        Hi omydaisy, Thank you the kind welcome, I am certain that your blog will do well because it draws from the heart to report on the gut — sharing genuine experience shines through and there certainly can’t be enough to say. My doctors would always recommend a meat-laden diet, but then most doctors are not vegan. Anyway, I gradually refrained from meat but kept on consuming eggs, cheese and dairy; however the really significant improvement in my Crohn’s came when I went totally vegan. Most everyone around me insists that removing cheese would be absolutely impossible and, of course, do not understand vegans 🙂
        I am a member of crohnology.com but have not been active enough there and haven’t updated my profile recently.
        Very nice to make your acquaintance 🙂


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