Two months ago, I was laying in a hospital bed, unsure of what my future would look like. Yesterday, I graduated from college.
On #WorldIBDDay its only fitting to look back at how far I’ve come and realize that, despite any damn obstacle that I faced, I did it. I really did it. Getting through college is hard enough, but getting through college with Crohn’s is a whole other story.
Obviously, I’ve learned a lot in college (Hi mom - I swear I’m telling the truth). I’ve tried to understand countless sociological theories, I’ve practiced my French until it became second nature, and I’ve read endless comparative literature books.
But, for me, what I’ve learned in college transcends beyond what I’ve learned within books and within classrooms. I’ve learned that hard work doesn’t just mean getting good grades. It means getting 20 vials of blood drawn one day and then handing in your 20 page paper the next. I’ve learned that courage doesn’t just mean standing up to present in front of your class. It means getting out of bed with a stabbing pain in your stomach and still facing the day head-on.
So, while I’ve graduated from college with a respectable degree from New York’s ~finest~ public ivy, I’ve graduated from college with so much more than what can be written on paper. It’s the intangible things, like the inner strength I gained while going through Crohn’s flare-ups while finishing up my senior year, that have also shaped me into the college graduate AND the fighter that I am today. I’m pretty proud of that.