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new holiday song

Hate My Meds
(to the tune O Christmas Tree)

I hate my meds I hate my meds
O yes I do I hate my meds

They're suppose to help me, I can't see why
They make me feel weird and feel high

I hate my meds I hate my meds
O yes I do I hate my meds

Through the teeth and to the gums
Look out stomach here it comes

I hate my meds I hate my meds
O yes I do I hate my meds

My immune system is shot to hell
I'd give anything to feel well

I hate my meds I hate my meds
O yes I do I hate my meds
 
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What's one more song.

All I Want for Christmas


All I want for Christmas are no more flares
No more flares, no more flares
Gee, if I could only have no more flares
Then I could have a Merry Christmas

It seems so long since I could eat
Anything that wasn't liquid or squishy
Gosh, oh gee how happy I'd be, if I could remain pain free

All I want for Christmas are no more flares
No more flares, no more flares
Gee, if I could only have no more flares
Then I could have a Merry Christmas!!!!

To all of the crohnies and UCs, my wish for you is health, happiness, and to remain pain free in remission. Happy Holidaze to all!!!

With much love ~Gutless Wonderwoman :D:D:D
 
On the twelfth day of Christmas, IBD gave to me,
Twelve stinky farts
Eleven change of pants
Ten achy fingers
Nine steroid rages
Eight big belches
Seven tummy gurgles
Six hemmorhoids
Five skid marks
Four uneaten meals
Three hot sweats
Two stomach cramps
And a bout of runny diarrhoea!
 
Come on everybody, gather around the virtual piano w/your drink in hand and sing along.......ALL are welcome!!!

Do you smell what I smell?
A fart a fart stinking up the room
Guess someone has lowered the boom
Guess someone has lowered the boom :stinks:



Your turn......
 
"Dashing through the snow,
In a one horse open - you know what, dash faster, I gotta go!"
 
To the tune of 'Merry Christmas Everybody' by Slade

Are you holding back the poop, giving your all?
It's the time that every Crohnie stands in the hall
Do they hammer on the door?
Do they stand there all through the day?
Do they shout 'for goodness sake, get out the way!'

So here it is- thank god a toilet
Everybody's gotta go
Look to the future now
The next one's half a mile- oh no!

Are you waiting for the family to arrive?
Are you sure you got the bathroom to spare inside?
Does your granny always tell ya
That the big farts are the best?
Then she's up and potty dancing with the rest!

So here it is....

What will your daddy do when he sees your mummy really gotta go? Ahhhhh

Are you holding back the poop, giving your all?
Are you hoping that the D won't start to fall?
Do you run on down the hillside,
Looking for a place to poop?
When you've done the business, don't forget to scoop!

So here it is...
 
Just so the constipated Chronies don't feel missed out:

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is...
Poop!
 
lmao!! You are awesome Rebecca. Laughing too much now. Time for a potty break. :D Consider quiting your day job?
 
Deck the hall with rolls of Andrex
Fa la la la la la la la la
Tis the season to drop your kecks
Fa la la la la la la la la
Don we now our spare apparel
Fa la la la la la la la la
Buy Calmoseptine by the barrell
Fa la la la la la la la la
 
Rudolph the Crohnie reindeer
Had to take some Prednisone
And if you ever saw him
You would even say 'he's grown!'
All of the other reindeer
Used to laugh and take his wage,
But then poor manic Rudolph
Had a case of steroid rage!
 
Do you remember me?
I am a person with IBD
and you took care of all my needs
Well, I'm a volunteer now
I do my best somehow
I'm not cured, but in my heart I still can dream
So here's my life long wish
My Crohnie's Christmas list
Not for myself but for those patients in need

No more lives torn apart
That flare ups would never start
And people would understand
That our symptoms were not planned
And at times we need a hand
This is my Crohnie's Christmas list

As patients we believe
The greatest sight to see
Is being hooked up to a Dilaudid filled IV
Well nurses surely know
That our veins are prone to blow
From all of the needle pokes constantly

No more lives torn apart
That flare ups would never start
And people would understand
That our symptoms were not planned
And at times we need a hand
This is my Crohnie's Christmas list

Ignorance gives the illusion of misconstrued truths
Maybe one day circumstances will put insensitive folks in our shoes
And there'd be

No more lives torn apart
That flare ups would never start
And people would have a heart
Everyone would understand
That this disease wasn't planned
And at times we need a hand
This is my Crohnie's Christmas list
This is my only lifelong wish

This is my Crohnie's Christmas list.
 
love this! this deffinately put a smile on my face. maybe we should have our own CD to listen to during the holidays haha
 
Jingle bells, cronies smell, you better start to run
Oh what fun it is to try to find a place to place to lay my buns! Hey!

Dashing thru the store
hoping to find that one open bathroom
I made it to the door, but
I was crying all the way, ouch ouch ouch.

Rushing to the stall, making everything alright
hoping there's enough toilet paper to get me thru this night.

Oh Jinlge bells, cronies smell, I really do hope you started to run
This is just the begining becuase I'm only on bathroom trip one! Hey!
 
We should definitely make a CD called it's a Crohnie's Christmas or an IBD Christmas. Something to that effect.

Use the profits to raise funds to find a cure and with whatever is left over, plan a HUGE party and celebrate that we are CURED!!! woohoo!!
:D:D:D:D
 
On the first day of Christmas
my GI gave to me prednisone and a colon-osco-peee.

On the second day of Christmas
my Gi gave to me two asacol and some prednisone and
a colonoscopeeee.

On the third day of Christmas
my Gi gave to me three more blood tests....

On the fourth day..
my GI gave to me four hours of useless advice

five tubes of calmoseptine

six vitamin supplements

OK, you get the idea...just fill in the blanks!!
 
When Santa got stuck on the toilet
He began to shout
'you girls and boys won't get any toys
If you don't help me out!
My bum is sore and still I do more
I need some Calmoseptine'
When Santa got stuck on the toilet
He wished he'd not had beans!
 
Oh I wish I could be flare free everyday.
When my tum stops hurting and I got energy to play.
Oh I wish I could be flare free everyday.
So let the pills rattle for Christmas!
 
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