The last week of residency for most of my class were electives with little responsibility. Their days were filled with fretting over moving or the exciting prospect of working for themselves and drawing a big paycheck. My last week of residency was time intensive... inpatient medicine, but I wasn't providing health care. My wife had suffered a long time with abdominal pain. It had a mind of its own, it didn't fit any clinical picture. Nothing made it better or worse. She seemed to be a medical mystery. Since her father had ulcerative colitis we thought we should get her checked for this serious disease, largely to put her mind at ease. This was more than a year ago and the colonoscopy wasn't quite normal, but the GI doc didn't quite know what to make of it... "it could be Crohn's? but I don't know." We tried treatments for Crohn's but it didn't seem to do much if anything. There were many a moment in which my sweet wife wondered if sh