EVERY DAY, FOR SOME TIME NOW, I write one of these posts using the designation “Ostomy Memories.” The effort has become an expected part of my day, like brushing my teeth. Each post, no matter how trifling the topic, is a simple attempt at preservation, a serial memoir, if you will. Sometimes it is merely observatory; other times it reports an occurrence; some reveal an opinion grounded in my version of reality. I say “my version” because everything, everything is subjective. We come together on this website due to the coincidence of our having experienced similar surgical solutions to our disparate bodily malfunctions. In short, we’ve all been re-plumbed. We awoke in a recovery room with a stoma, then sent on our way to deal with it. In that respect, then, we share similar memories and a common, painful chapter of our lives that we’re all working to understand, manage and overcome. And we’re all doing that according to our own subjective memories and groundings, our own unique experiences, our own realities. In a way, I regret that we’re all so separated, only coming together via this technological marvel called the Internet. I’d like to know you better. But that’s our reality.
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