Great response, Zywie, to Pammer's post. Hi all... I'm Marsha, and I took a long break, but just renewed my membership...
For Pammer... I have had my ostomy for 50+ years. I was 15 at the time, and after 4 years of coping with ulcerative colitis, my ileostomy was my "gift" of a life returned to me... And believe me, back in the "old days", it wasn't easy... It was clunky rubber reusable discs, and rubber pouches that had to be washed out and reused. Disposable meant disposable... plastic & cardboard with some tape, and that didn't work for more than an hour. I was "dragged off" kicking and screaming to an ostomy meeting in NYC, and there I met other teens & young adults with ileostomies. We bonded together, became friends, and started a Young Adult group. I learned that by helping others cope, I was also helping myself. I'm not going to get self-righteous and preachy... as I've had some difficult times too. I found out that what looked like a "pimple" next to my stoma was really an "ulcer". It hurt like hell, and the doctor wanted me to see a surgeon. But I refused... One day, I emptied my pouch in a friend's white bathroom... and it was a pouch full of blood. I quickly removed my pouch, and red blood spouted all over her white bathroom... walls, floor, towels... That was an emergency trip to the hospital where the doctor diagnosed it as "Pyoderma Gangrenosum," which is really ulcerative colitis on the skin. Yes, the large intestine may be gone, but the autoimmune condition is systemic and can pop out anywhere. I've had several other lesions, which came from irritations... and I knew they weren't infections because they just got deeper and deeper. Sigh...
Twice it happened under my flange, and although it wasn't easy, I found products (creams) to heal the lesion, and then covered it with a bandage, and then tape, and then put the flange on top of that. I had to change daily at times... which was a "pain", but then some people without ostomies get hit with diarrhea and poop in their pants. Life is "relative". As far as dating... I was 15 and finally healthy, so I wasn't going to let a little thing like an ostomy bag get in the way. We weren't as active sexually back then... but my philosophy then, at a very young age, was that if my partner had an issue... with me or my ostomy, then he wasn't for me. I had more rejection for my weight than for my ostomy. And now, I'm divorced 20 years, and am back to dating. For some men, the ostomy is an issue, and yes, I've had guys walk out in "disgust". Not fun... but I try to remain pragmatic. We gals have to kiss a lot of frogs before we might meet that "prince". And then, when you meet a guy for whom your ostomy or your weight, or your height (or lack thereof) is not a problem... you can smile and see the good in the world. It takes optimism and the belief that there are still good times ahead... and then go for it. The US Constitution says it all... we are guaranteed the "pursuit" of happiness, not happiness itself...
On Tues, I will be off to Australia (Brisbane) to visit my son and his family. I answered a member's request... Janet from Papua New Guinea, and I'm bringing a suitcase full of supplies for people who have none. That to me is a horror. I just had to pitch in and do something... Someone at the ostomy association on the Gold Coast will get the supplies to PNG...
Hope you come back, Pammer... lots of good people here...
Best of luck to you, and best regards to old friends and to new ones I haven't met as yet.