Still worried about going too far from home...ostomy drains constantly - 12x a day or more.
Was able to venture out a couple of times...it's great! Out to dinner, but always in need of a ride, buses scare me, especially if I had eaten. Go to appointments, outings in the morning on an empty stomach.
On top of that, I have the largest stomach hernia ever...literally no muscles, due to surgeries and infection of the bladder...diverticulosis, also a fistula on the left side...which oozes stinky honey...but usually twice every month or so...it is winter and I can't wait for spring walks!!! Waiting for AISH, disability income...had 6 surgeries this past summer...thought I was to be in the hospital for 3/4 days, ended up 4 months - 3 weeks in a coma!!! However, I did lose weight!! - lol, tummy tuck I call it.
Sons visit and help, but you know boys when it comes to helping with cleaning!!! Try and keep my wits together, been watching TV a lot/Facebook! Can't wait for spring walks!! Don't think stomach muscles grow back?
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About seven years ago, just about every aspect of my life was ostomy related. From the moment I was told an ostomy might be needed until some months down the road I existed as a person afflicted with a colostomy. I feared someone other than my immediate family might find out I had a bag. Ugh! What could be worse? Suppose it filled real fast when I was out with no place to hide and take care of myself. God forbid should it leak in church! Suppose I roll over on it in bed. I was a lesser creature, destined to a life of emotional anguish and physical routines different from most of the rest of the world. I felt like a freak. Then I found folks like you guys here, read your stuff, really “listened” to what you had to say and I began looking at things differently. We know perception is everything and I began to understand how good things were relative to what they could’ve been. So many folks had it so much worse than I did. That didn’t make my discomfort go away but it exposed how fortunate I was to be dealing with my stuff and not their’s. I felt a little guilt, maybe selfishness but quickly forgave myself by understanding I just wasn’t smart enough to fix my feelings. Then, I wonder what smarts have to do with feelings. My perception was warped so my perspective toward my existence was warped.
I learned over the last few years with the help of lots of folks right here at MAO that I could be better at living just by accepting some facts. It is what it is and so what? It’s not the worst thing to happen to a person.
I think everything is, in some way, related to everything else. I just put the ostomy thing in the back seat and drive forward.
Respectfully,
Mike
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