The shits and peaks of Crohn's disease - my experiences with my new diagnosis

  I often look back to my night out in Malia on my holiday with our family friends last summer. I think it’s fair to say I drank a lot that night and my memory of the night is kind of fuzzy, but I remember at one stage drinking a large blue drink out of a teapot. Anyway, the next morning we were all very hung over and I was nibbling on a plain piece of baguette and my brother and one of the other boys were telling us about how their shit had come out bright green that morning. No-one else seemed to have experienced this and everyone laughed at them and told them how that wasn’t normal, but for some reason I was too scared to say that mine came out bright green too. I wonder why I thought it was okay for the boys to talk about their green shit, but not me; perhaps I thought it was unladylike. But now, after being diagnosed with Crohn’s, I truly feel brave enough to say that I, Lucy Aitkins, did a bright green shit after my night out in Malia. If there’s one thing my experience wit...