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My first year of stoma life

My first year of stoma life

I cannot believe it’s been a year. A whole year. 365 days of stoma life.

Looking back, I’ve come a long way, in the first few weeks I couldn’t shower myself, walk, drive or even look at my stoma, and definitely couldn’t change my own bag. I feel so sad for that person, I wish I could have had an insight into what was to come. It hasn’t been easy, I’m not one to sugarcoat the situation. It’s been hard, and I have cried a river over the past year. But there has been good times, I’ve met some incredible people, I’ve helped others, I’ve done a podcast, I’m training for the marathon, I’ve been on holiday,  I’ve held a quiz night to raise money for crohns and colitis, and I’ve shouted from the rooftops about stoma life. The best thing…I have found this wonderful little corner of instagram where people lift each other up and take time to talk and help just because we are all in the same boat.

It sounds so cliche but this has changed me, something I sometimes saw as a negative but ultimately I am stronger than I ever could have thought.

I’ve found places that make me feel safe and I have found people I can confide in.

I have no idea what the second year of stoma life has in store, but I’m sure it’ll be full of ups and downs (but let’s hope for more ups)

Happy birthday Oma, on to year two…let’s see what you’ve got.

Love Nikki and my sticky out Oma.