I keep reading about this very personal issue regarding the distressing problem for stomates all over the world.....smell! Yep, we've all had it or have it, it's not the first time and won't be the last. I think it's safe to say that this smell has become part of our lives and we all more or less agree that it is a more intense experience than it was before surgery. I am just 12 months into my ostomy journey and I've read so many difficult to live with situations that deal solely with the dreaded smell, the bloody thing is alive you know and waits for the best time to ruin your day! There isn't any smart formula to help so we all have to grin and bear it with the hope that a stomate can and usually does show a way forward.
Now I'd like to ask a question, yes it's about the smell. I don't think I have yet read about how and where people wrap or keep used pouches until it's convenient to dispose of them and how do you manage the smell in the meantime. Let me explain the predicament as I try to work around it.
I live in the UK in Yorkshire and we are told by the hospital staff and any other governing body that our used shitful pouches must be disposed of in our normal household waste bin, there is no medical collection strategy to dispose of them. Well that in itself is ok isn't it, until you actually start to physically process the day-to-day routine involved and then the plot thickens day by day doesn't it. Now because my colostomy produces almost normal output I am recommended to use closed pouches of which I use on average 2 per day and that of course is 60 per month. My bags are quite full after use and I at first started as usual by putting them in the black plastic bags and tying a knot, then into the 'in-house' kitchen bin. Well that was a great idea.. I stunk the friggin' kitchen out and couldn't eat my vittles. I went straight out and bought a lovely, nicely designed container made specially made for the collection of and further disposal of the bags when full with estimated 15 knotted black bags. These bags were also further protected from allowing any permeating smell by passing into an internal larger bag through nicely fitting strong rubber flaps. I increased the anti-smell properties of this rig by spraying my best male 'kill every smell on earth' spray and proceeded to add the mounting daily portions of my much-coveted shit and kept it in my wardrobe out of sight, hoho, that sorted the problem out, didn't it? Woohooo!!
No.. it pissin' didn't, I had to wash my sodding shirts and beg my family not to section me for having the brain of a gnat! Right, gloves off and slipped quietly into SAS mode, reassessed, then decided on another approach to double knot each bag, all to no avail. Depression now started to set in when I finally broke through and started to double knot the bags as before and then double bagging each of these individual bags and finished by double knotting each of the double-bagged bags. Incredible don't you think? Turned myself around and won the day! No such luck, the problem is insurmountable without bomb-proof black bags, or I'm too bloody stupid to expect to beat the dreaded smell.
The whole of this is perfectly true and it is totally beyond me to understand how a simple shit smell can find its way through so many layers of plastic within a few days and it's a strong smell after all that. I might add that since then I have tried emptying the pouches of about 95% of the bag contents before going through the same performance as before without success and the reason I try to do this is because I have a dread that our outside trash bins which are the wheelie type and are susceptible to blowing over in the wind and spreading our 60 bags of adorable trash all over the road. We live high in the Penine Range and have high winds.