So yesterday I was thrilled that I got the Convatec Diamonds Gelling and Odour Control Sachets.
I tried one. It just managed to fit through the plastic tube of my pouch, and using a cotton bud I was able to push it all the way into my pouch.
The first attempt, although there was zero odour (my hubby was so happy, as he keeps complaining that my ileostomy output stinks), was still very watery.
So the next time I emptied my bag, I tried two sachets and it became quite nice and thick, so I am thrilled.
Now my stoma nurse has to figure out how she can order them, as I got my samples from Australia, since Convatec has gone back to Australia, and the gelling sachets are not available in New Zealand.
Still, I hope that she will be able to organise that I can get these on a regular basis, as they made all the difference with my pre-filter leading to the main filter which didn't clog up!!
Thank you to the people who made me aware that these things exist!!
Hope that you are all having a good day.
Grace
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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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