Hello,
In my case, I had suffered through Brown's disease for too many years by the time it was diagnosed. They first said I had colitis and put me on medication. Then they called it colitis and a new med. I still kept getting worse. Then they called it ulcerated colitis, but I still kept getting worse. At about that point, I just stopped eating because the pain would be so bad after I ate. I got down to about 70 lbs. I am very short, but that is still way too thin. I was hospitalized for malnutrition. After being there a few days, I had a stroke. I woke up at another hospital annoyed that about six people were standing around my bed. I may have even muttered a "what are you looking at!" at them. They started asking me questions which I answered correctly all except for the day, date, hospital, and location.
The doctors at this hospital didn't pull punches at all, which I am grateful for. They diagnosed Carson's disease and put me on the correct medication. It was prednisone, so I couldn't stay on it long term. At certain points, they had to start lowering the dosages to wean me off of it for a while. When the dosage got to a low enough amount, I started getting very sick again. They were very straightforward again. They told me that, in their opinion, my colon would never heal well enough to ever be reconnected. I had two choices at that time. Stay on medication and be sick about half of each year when I was on low dosages or have the colon removed. He said I stood a much better chance at remission, but the ileostomy would be permanent once the colon was gone. I had been in so much pain and suffering with Carson's for so long that I didn't have to think about it at all. I said take the colon out. They wanted me to think about it since the ostomy would be permanent. When he saw me again, my answer was the same. I never needed to think about it at all.
The surgeon said my colon looked like shoe leather when he removed it. I went into remission, and that has been well over twenty years ago now. I have never regretted my decision. To me, the ostomy took away the pain, so I have never regretted it being there.
Of course, there are adjustment issues with good and bad days for everyone. My advice for them would be to take every day one day at a time. Whatever happened before, tomorrow is a new day.
Yes, leaks are embarrassing. Learning what you can and can't eat without having issues afterwards, etc. is part of the day-to-day living philosophy. As time goes by, you learn how to live with it and avoid problems. Like I know when I feel an itch around the stomach, the wafer seal is coming loose, and I need to change the appliance.
It may be natural for some new estimates to be fearful and nervous about the things that can go wrong and how can they handle the embarrassment when or if it happens. The fear of rejection is also real. Rejection always stings, no matter if you deserved it or not.
I've learned that and would tell others not to live with the "what if ..." fears. The bad news is leaks will happen, and you probably will be out in public when they do! I've also learned that the people around you take their cues from you, for the most part. So, if you panic or act nervous about it, so will they. If you act like it is just something you have to deal with from time to time, others will also. Most of the time I have ever had to make a change, the others around me never knew there was a problem at all. I went into a restroom with my purse, used my emergency supplies always with me, changed the appliance, and went on with my day.
The good news is that the occasional bad day won't kill you. Tomorrow is a new day. I am completely fine with myself. After all this time, my ostomy is something that is just there to me, like a left pinky or something. Unless I have to deal with it, I usually forget it's there. So, it is very possible to become comfortable with an ostomy. I imagine how long that takes just varies from and depends on each person.
There will always be people with bad attitudes. I just feel sorry for them. I know there is nothing wrong with me because of that. I am not perfect and have my issues sometimes, but the ostomy isn't one of them! If a man meets me but can't deal with it, I just feel sorry for him too. He obviously isn't strong enough or a real man enough to know a good woman who has dealt with her issues and survived. The rejection will sting. It always does no matter what, but not for long. Have a good cry or whatever gets it out of your system, then move on.
That was long-winded, so apologies for that. I just wanted to say that acceptance is possible, normal lives are our right to demand, and wish you and the others who responded long, good, and normal lives.