My sixth year with a pelvic pouch was easily the hardest, but only because life was nowhere near as good as the j-pouch itself.

For my father, Noshir Clarke (1938-2019).

Over the last five years, my j-pouch has opened possibilities, kept me going in trying times, and helped me better identify what’s important in my life.

Going from patient to caregiver.

I answer five questions about living with and advocating for people affected by inflammatory bowel disease - in a video!

In a year that included a half-marathon, new relationships, and a heaping load of stress, my j-pouch served me well yet again.

When we talk about assaults on our health, we’re often told, “We’re not alone.” And there is indeed great comfort in that.

On World Population Day, some food for thought, because too many people don’t have food to eat

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