I was excited! This attachment made it possible for me to keep on living. I was in amazement at the invention of the colostomy, being able to re-route the bowels.
The stoma therapy nurse visited me daily over the next week of my hospital stay, ensuring that when I left the hospital I was in “full battle” on how to change, manage, order and care for my stoma/colostomy.
The nurse also paid close attention to my mental health, i.e. my body image.
How did I feel about the way my body looked?
In reality it didn’t bother me at all, my bikini days were long gone after having 2 kids and numerous surgeries.
It is now more than 12 months since I’ve had my “Gucci bag”. I have had no problems, my body has adapted to a routine where it mainly passes waste at night. I feel very clever being able to sleep and poop at the same time!
I can wear anything without it being noticeable; my bathers are of course one-piece with ruching.
More than anything I am so grateful for this amazing invention that allows me to keep on living.