The St Patrick's Day Greenish Blues

So I was wandering through a poetry list made by some Lit professor who hates all the classic poets I adore (like Carl Sandburg and Pablo Neruda), when I came across this poem by TS Elliot, who is, apparently, still in favor in the academic community.
Anyway, it occurred to me that what he's saying here could easily be changed to be about Crohns Disease. So forgive me, Thomas Sterns Elliot, if I replace the word "river" with the word "colon" and contemplate the 'strong brown god' that is my troubled digestive system.

(The Dry Salvages—presumably les trois sauvages—is a small
group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape Ann,
Massachusetts. Salvages is pronounced to rhyme with assuages.
Groaner: a whistling buoy.)



The Dry Salvages

I do not know much about gods; but I think that the COLON
Is a strong brown god—sullen, untamed and intractable,
Patient to some degree, at first recognised as a frontier;
Useful, untrustworthy, as a conveyor of commerce;
Then only a problem confronting the builder of bridges.
The problem once solved, the brown god is almost forgotten
By the dwellers in cities—ever, however, implacable.
Keeping his seasons and rages, destroyer, reminder
Of what men choose to forget. Unhonoured, unpropitiated
By worshippers of the machine, but waiting, watching and waiting



Anyway, I've been on Humira for 8 months now, and have gained 45 pounds back in that amount of time, as well as gaining headaches every Monday and Tuesday, joint pain in my shoulders and elbows and back, plus a pica-like tendency to need to chew ice 24/7, probably due to anemia and vitamin D deficiency. So while I am taking some iron tablets and vitamin D supplements, I still have painful flares and trouble going to the bathroom at least once a week, which is still too much. I am still also going to the WIO gym 5 times a week, and I've gotten Jim signed up at the MVF gym, so that's a step in the right direction, but it's still depressing that I seem to be gaining weight without changing my diet that much. But, since I have no insurance, I can't go back to see my gastro doc, so I am going to have to just deal with where I am now and try to accept myself as I am at the moment.