Hi, my name is Marsha, and I've had my ileostomy for almost 60 years, since I was a kid of 15. After my divorce, in my 40s, I started to do a lot of traveling... all around the country, Canada, Mexico, cruised the Caribbean... have been to Alaska, toured parts of Europe, went to China, South Africa, Israel, Australia 7x. I've never needed a card, and even in recent years, when technology got more advanced, I've never been questioned or examined... specifically about my ileostomy. I basically have "no waistline" (lost it with the surgery, and then two pregnancies... so the elastic on my pants sits very "low". I tend to wear my shirts out, rather than tucked in. Only once did the person at the "scanner" ask me if I could pull up my pants... I very nicely told her "no". I'm not sure if they can actually see the outline of the wafer or the pouch... but it's never caused a problem. However, I do travel with a lot of medications... syringes (I'm diabetic), ostomy supplies for 3-4 weeks, as well as a sleep apnea machine. I've learned to put all those supplies in individual bags and put them in a carry-on that I can store above my seat... I also put enough supplies in a small tote/pocketbook, if for some reason I'd need to change on the plane. Sitting up for the 19-hour flights to Australia can cause a problem. But I've never needed to use it. My best emergency supply for going anywhere... is tape... makes me feel very secure... Best of luck to you... Marsh.... ps... I read your post about dating... and when to tell. Like you, I prefer telling sooner, rather than later... But be aware, that telling before someone gets to know you... can scare them off, prematurely... I gauge when I tell... by how much I like them... after one date... or three? If I think I want to pursue the possibility... I want to control how and when I tell... One of the ways that's worked well for me... is telling the guy, I had been sick as a kid... needed surgery, and had he ever heard of an "ostomy". Depending on the answer... I take his hand, put it on my belly, over the pouch... That's gotten a very good reaction. One guy was fascinated and asked, "Can he see"... I said sure, and we went on from there... Others just asked some questions... and the "reveal" happened at another time... I had been on a third date with a musician I had met... and had gone to hear him perform... We had spent a few evenings together, and I liked him well enough... We were having lunch together one day... and I thought it was time... so I told him... He didn't say a word... just stood up and walked out of the restaurant... and I never heard from him again... No big loss... Marsha