Dating someone with a colostomy
This was until about a year later when I met a guy who I thought I liked, and I thought liked me back.
I eventually showed him because I thought it was safe to do so. He didn’t understand why I would want a bag hanging off me, when I had the option of getting it removed.
I was so happy within myself, but very shy and embarrassed about having it.
Of course I told my friends, but I wasn’t really open about it with new people.
I believe his exact words were, He wasn’t interested in me after that, which made me feel more insecure and embarrassed about my situation.
I was so adamant that I didn’t want another operation and told all the doctors of my decision at every check-up.So now I have had five surgeries; three more than I would have had, had I not listened to a silly boy.With hopefully only one more surgery in the future, I can finally say I don’t care about having a bag, nor about finding someone to love me; I honestly couldn’t care less.Then one afternoon, a bunch of doctors came to my bed, pulled the curtain around me and said, My second stoma was by far the worst.
Even though I knew what I was in for and that it wouldn’t be so bad, and was looking forward to feeling good again, I still felt devastated.
So a little over 18 months on from having my first stoma, it was reversed and I was given a J-pouch.