Pretty Rotten Guts

Coming to a nightmare near Jai…
Schrödinger’s Box — Stelara Edition.

My specialty pharmacy has jokes. Stay tuned for the video.

Life is funny.
We’ve known each other since working at the same restaurant. I was a junior in college and she was a senior in high school. I came home after a bad breakup and wanted to focus on saving money so I didn’t have to work senior year and could do internships in New Jersey.

I didn’t want new friends.
She forced me to be her friend, anyway.

Many moves, 2 marriages (1 each), 3 kiddos (her 2; me 1), and 2 IBD diagnoses between us (me and god son)… we’ve been through some 💩. BUT now we also have 🏰 🎢 🎆 to share with our little and not so little anymore.

Disney just hits different when you get to see your kids walk through Disney together. Or seeing ride pics from the new Toy Story ride with bestie looking relaxed and my husband being a sniper.

I’m not sure what the odds are that both me and my bestie’s kiddo have the same immune mediated conditions? But we’ve just taken it as a sign - meant to be.

It was a nice little vacation before the summer heat sizzles Orlando completely. On our last day it hit 96°F and I was internally burnt toast by mid-day. My insides still feel like they are cooking.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to find a tub filled with ice to jump into.