Friday – June 26, 2015

Finally. Friday. Tomorrow I leave for vacation. Everything is going just as well. I changed my bag two nights ago, so I’ll have to change it Monday, day 2 of cruising. I’ve been taking Imodium regularly and some nights before I go to bed if I think it may be a bit softer than usual I insert a little pouch that absorbs liquid and makes it form better to decrease leaking. I forget the name but I’ll let you know next post the name. They’re great. No leaks in over a week. This last hour of work will undoubtedly feel like a lifetime. I’m gonna get super tan so when I get back and have surgery I have a colostomy bag tan…it’s going to be the new “hip” thing, just watch!

Monday – June 22, 2015

Holy donuts! It’s been a while since I posted. My bad. I finally got everything out of my house and into my parents, where I’ll be recovering from next surgery. This time next week I’ll be on a cruise ship. I packed a suitcase for my parents to take down because they are driving so I wouldn’t have to take a lot for the flight. My stomach has been real good. I get a bit sore and achy after a long night but that’s about it. My legs are sore and my arms but I don’t know if that has anything to do with stomach. We went out Saturday night to this super cool bowling place for a friends going away party. There were pool tables, ping  pong, bocce, a great bar, and other fun board games. After a heavy drinking I didn’t have any problems with the bag! I’ve decided I’ll change it Saturday in Florida right before the cruise. I get back from the cruise and only have a few days for surgery. We’ll talk before I leave. Overall, I’m feeling pretty healthy. All good signs! Talk soon!

Tuesday – June 16, 2015

It is not quite 9 yet. I am in bed. It’s been a long two days. Finishing up some projects at work, packing, and realizing that there’s much more time between now and surgery. Ever since I started taking Imodium on a consistent basis, things seem to be getting better. No leaks in 3 nights. I changed it Sunday mid-day. My skin is looking better. Not 100%, but close. 9 more days and I’ll be on my way to Florida for a family cruise. I’m about ready to get out of Myrtle for a week. I plan on packing enough supplies for me to leak every night. You can never be too careful. As I pack for the vacation I’m simultaneously moving all my stuff back into my parents. I will recover for a few months there and then find a new place to live. So I guess starting July 9th, I’m homeless for a little bit. Once again I have a bachelor party and wedding to motivate me to heal quickly so I can enjoy myself. The bachelor party will be over a month after surgery and the wedding will be two months after. Atlantic City and then wedding is in New York. Should be another fun one. Which reminds me, I’ve got to go get fitted for my tux. I’ve still got 10 more pounds to gain. I was hoping to have gained everything back before the next surgery but that’s not looking so good. I’m more nervous going into this surgery. Not sure why that is. It’s just a very deflating feeling to know I have to go through all that stuff again. Walking again. Catheter. J-drain. Pain. I’ll have to watch what I eat more carefully this time. I hear there’s more pain internally while I try to pass gas for the first time. Ugh. It’s enough to make me want to disappear on one of those islands in two weeks and not come back. Don’t worry I’ll still blog from Coco Kay if that’s where I end up. It’ll get real messy when I run out of bags.

 I’m going to watch Chappie, and fall asleep. Shouldn’t be a busy day in the office tomorrow. When I get home I’ll continue to pack some stuff.  Thanks for continuing to read, hope what insight I share is helping if that’s what you’re here for, and remember, I’m one click away if you have any questions or advice. 

Thursday – June 11, 2015

Okay Okay! You can stop refreshing your internet in hopes you’ll find an email of an updated blog entry. Let’s back track a few days, I apologize for my lack of posts… I have been busy. Let’s see. Tuesday night I stayed at my parents so that we could wake up and head to Chapel Hill for my Pre Op Surgery. I woke up at 5 in the morning to another leak. As I am sure you can imagine, I was pissed. I threw my belt in the washer and began a bag change. I have all supplies at my parents for situations such as this one, so I don’t have to pack them all up every time I head up to their house. What I didn’t realize… is that there was no more adhesive remover at their house. Let’s just say, ripping off the bag with water alone, is damn near impossible… and hurts like hell. I managed to rip it off and begin. My skin wasn’t terrible. Definitely a little irritation, but I’ve seen it a lot worse. I finished by 6. By then, pointless to go back to sleep. I ate some breakfast and folded some laundry and got in the car for the 3 hour drive up to Chapel Hill. I slept the whole way. We got there at 11… but didn’t end up seeing my surgeon until after 12!

Let me take you through all the things we spoke about, starting with my frequent diarrhea. My surgeon said an excellent patient has 80% thick stool and about 20% diarrhea. During the first month or so with the bag I was certainly at that number. But the passed 2 weeks, as you can attest to, has certainly not been the case. We went over the obvious foods to help thicken and what things to avoid. We spoke about taking imodium on a consistent basis (8 a day) to see if that helps. He was a bit unsure why things took a turn all of a sudden. He suggested a possible chance of an infection such as CDIFF, though very rare to get without a colon, still possible. He was very doubtful that that was the case though, as I have no other symptoms. He did want to take a stool sample though, just to make sure. The tough part about the frequent diarrhea, and what he alluded to as we spoke was, that the output that is occurring now, will be the output that happens when the bag is inside. He says that every one is different. People that aren’t sick all have their normal poop patterns. Some go every morning. Some go every single day after a cup of coffee. Some go 2-3 times a day and some people go 2-3 times a week. It all depends. Maybe I just react more strongly to certain foods. A real bummer. He mentioned that he’s got some patients with a JPOUCH that go 2-3 times a day. He also has some patients he can’t get under 10 a day. That’s a tough thing to hear. He’s got some patients that are permanently taking imodium, and some that don’t take any at all. It’s a nerve racking thing. I certainly don’t want to have gone through all of this just to be going to the bathroom 10 times a day. No going back now I suppose. And sure, anything is better than living with the disease….right? As I get closer I think I get more nervous. Because it was a pre-op meeting and the last time I’ll see him before surgery, he also had to go over all the “risks.” Though rare, it’s never fun to hear all that shit. He did say that this surgery would be require a longer recovery, which I did not expect. Although I will be stronger, he is still opening me up and this time because he is sewing me up and all that jazz it’ll be a bit tougher. Didn’t love that. Also, he said the surgery going perfectly to plan was 80% to 15%. Uhhhhh, wasn’t really expecting that either. Sure, that’s a good percentage… but still… 15% is 15%. What they are doing is opening me up, taking the intestine that is currently sticking out of my stomach and pulling that down to attach to the pouch he will create. He says sometimes when he pulls the intestine if it is not stretching enough and too tight, what they have to do is wait. Thus, giving me another bag for 6-8 weeks and then going at it again. That freaks me out. Knowing there is a possibility I could wake up after a 5 hour surgery to a bag still on my stomach. To have to recover completely again from that, just to do it all over again! No thank you. There could be a potential leak at the site where he connects the intestine to the pouch, sometimes requiring a temporary pouch as well while the intestine stays connected to the pouch. Again, all very rare, but still, it’d be just my luck. Trying not to think about that stuff, though it’s hard not to. I’ve got two more weeks until a cruise and then I come back and 3 or 4 days after I get home I go in for surgery. I’ve been pretty down lately. It’s hard to sometimes to manage with all this while knowing there is still a lot more ahead of me. On top of that work is stressful lately. I could write a whole blog just venting about all the things wrong with my computer at work. I’m also currently in the process of moving my stuff out of my house. I leave at the end of this month. The plan is to have all my stuff out before the vacation and I’ll come home to my parents where I’ll spend my time recovering. Ay carumba. I think I am going to go through all of this, and in September I am going to hear on the news that they have discovered a pill that you take one time that completely cures colitis. Now that would be something. I woke up twice last night to empty my bag out of paranoia that it would leak. I started taking imodium consistently every 6 hours. This morning before work I emptied once and it was not loose. I also emptied again at work around 2 and it was thick too, so everything was looking good. Then I got home from work at about 6:20 and emptied and it was loose again. Maybe because the lack of food I had today on top of the amount of liquid? Who knows. We’ll see what happens later. Thanks for listening to me vent. If you’ve got news, good or bad, let me know. If you’ve got questions, good or bad, also, let me know. One more day until weekend can’t come soon enough! Until next time!

Monday – June 8th, 2015

I just finished putting on new sheets… at 5:30 AM. Work at 8:30. Why would I change my sheets at such an unreasonable time, I am sure you are wondering. Is it because I woke up remembering I just bought new sheets and literally could not wait one more second to use them? No, no it wasn’t. It was because… and excuse my french, my bag FUCKING leaked, AGAIN. Yep. This time, enough to get the sheets involved. I woke up at 4:30. I took off my belt (not my stealth belt) just the one that wraps around my waist and connects to each side of the flange. I filled my sink with water, cleaned with soap and let it soak in the water. Then I took my bag off. I knew going in what a nightmare it was going to be. I could hear before I had even taken the bag off that diarrhea was still “in progress.” Excuse the graphic nature of this situation, it’s gross, I know. It took me 35 minutes of just shitting there before I could begin. **I’d like to note that that shitting was a typo and meant to be sitting, but I enjoy irony so I figured I’d leave it. It was gross. I am half asleep and can’t afford to be lazy when it comes to holding the sheet after sheet of paper towel to keep the mess “centralized.” I laid a towel on the ground and one on my lap too. The skin under my stoma was bad, again. I was just getting that back under control. As I slowly began the process (mostly one handed) because one was keeping tabs on my OVER ACTIVE stoma at all times. Finally, I got the adhesive around the stoma and placed the bag on. DONE. Oh wait, wrong, not done. I forgot to take the plastic casing of the back of the bag off… back to the whole half asleep thing… so I had to pull it off, and of course it was sticking to the moldable ring enough to pull that off with it! YAY! So, I   put another on, took the damn back piece off the bag and I was done. A nightmare. So now it is 5:45 and I will undoubtedly wake up for work feeling like a zombie and like I need at least 3 more hours of sleep. I’m almost afraid to sleep because if it leaks again I honestly don’t know what I will do. I threw my belt in the dryer so that’ll be ready in the morning.

Backtracking a bit, the last few days have been alright. I woke up saturday and around noon I noticed there was a leak and had to change then too. The weekend though, I seemed to have gotten my poo back to a good place and everything was okay. I even drank a bit saturday night and was still okay. Although it seems I am paying for it now, as most of Sunday it was back to loose. Keeping up on the benefiber and imodium and will continue to eat Peanut Butter, Bananas, and anything else that may end this diarrhea.

Wednesday is my last appointment at Chapel Hill before my surgery that is a month from tomorrow. I can’t wait to get this stupid thing off my body. I’ll check in soon. Thanks for reading. Goodnight.

Wednesday – June 3rd, 2015

This is how my night is ending.  

 

Not terrible. Unfortunately the morning wasn’t as good. Another leak. ANOTHER LEAK. Two nights in a row. I hit the road for Columbia at around 1. I bought a Gatorade, water and some benefiber. I drank the whole water with benefiber (strawberry flavor) on the way down. I got there, and was optimistic that my stool was thickening. I was wrong. I emptied twice throughout the night and woke up at 8 for work at 9. My bag leaked. Just a little on the bottom and side. There’s just no avoiding it. I was so upset I was emotionless. I just walked to the bathroom and changed it. In 20 minutes too. The skin wasn’t as bad as the day before. The bright side is I applied medicine two days in a row. The station is a block from my hotel. I walked. The weather was great and the day was good too. I saw an old friend who worked with me in Myrtle who now works at the station I was visiting. I had to empty once there but again, it was loose so it took a second. I’m upping my dose of immodium and eating things that thicken stool. I walked a mile to downtown Columbia. It’s nice here. I’ll head back after dinner and pray that over night there won’t be a leak, but lying on my sides and swaying back and forth all night on my back, I’m not optimistic. Cross your fingers for me. I’ll let you know.

Tuesday – June 2nd, 2015

A little more than a month until my next surgery. I must admit it went fast. Although the first two months were hard (getting used to the bag, adapting to a new life..etc.) I am sad to say the last few days have been hell. You’d think it would get better with time. I guess here is my rule of thumb when dealing with an Ostomy bag. If you don’t have diarrhea everything (for the most part) will be fine. Less leaks, less bag changes, and less emptying. Well I changed my bag on Saturday and woke up today at 5:30 to another leak. I can’t tell you how deflating it is to wake up that early and know I have to spend the next hour showering and taking care of this. Not to mention, my skin is getting bad. It has no time to heal. I emailed my ostomy nurse and have been following protocol to try and thicken my stool. Immodium, Peanut Butter, Bread, Pasta, Bananas… nothing seems to be working. I thought things were turning around last night because I emptied my bag before bed and it was thick. I am going to eat strictly bananas and peanut butter and jelly for a little. Of course I have a trip out of town tonight to for a couple of days. I am going to Columbia for work and won’t be back until thursday. So that is two days away from home. I packed enough stuff to change my bag twice if I have to, and if I end up using both (or even one) I am not going to be happy. For a second I think I had myself convinced that this bag thing wasn’t so bad after all. That these months were a breeze. But this is starting to suck. It was beginning to be second nature and now I have to constantly worry about leaks and what I am eating. Not fun. Not what I signed up for. I hope that this all clears up before my vacation at the end of the month, right before my surgery, so I can actually enjoy myself for once. I can’t seem to catch a break. Enough of me complaining. First post where I really had nothing good to say about this situation. Here’s to hoping this is the last one of those. I’ll keep you posted…pun intended. Cheers.