HeyShayPB 🤍

On October 13, 2006, I, 11 years old, was sitting in my middle school cafeteria. I was crying. I couldn't get up. I literally could not stand up. It hurt too much. I spent the next three months in a wheelchair. I stopped going to school. I could barely eat. It was geniunely the worst I have ever felt in my life. On October 26, 2006, exactly 20 years ago today, I was diagnosed with Crohn's disease and enteropathic arthritis. 20 years ago started what I can only describe as a war. Battles, both internal and external. Scars, both physical and emotional. A war that I seem to currently be winning, but rarely does it actually feel that way. It's a personal war. It really doesn't get much more personal than auto-immune. But, even though it's my war, my body, my disease, I haven't fought it without backup. My family has been there every step of the way. My community has shown up in ways I never expected. It makes sense though, how do you win a war? You mobilize an army. Please join me, on Sunday, December 6, 2026, in my war against inflammatory bowel disease. eventbrite.com/e/3rd-annual-… #PBforIBD #IBD #ChronicIllness

The page for my family's 3rd annual pickleball fundraiser is live! If you are be interested in donating to our silent auction please reach out! If you live in the area and want to play, or would otherwise like to support, please visit the following: crohns.eventbrite.com 💙