Tuesday, November 24, 2009

New life lesson: One day at a time.

When I think about having an ostomy for life, my mind immediately races to calculate how many times I'll have to change the flange and clean the ostomy site/stoma (60x/year?). I get depressed thinking about this change routine becoming necessary on a long term basis.

And when I think about all the little adjustments I have to make, I get a bit depressed. Eg, I can't put hot plates in my lap anymore while I snack/watch TV. I have to be careful about how I bend or about anything touching and ripping the bag. The fart noises the stoma makes will be a challenge when I am in boardroom meetings. I'll always have to have supplies ready and carry an emergency kit with me. In comparison to my old disease, it's really so much better that I can't even compare though I still manage to be daunted.

A fellow patient in the hospital who was going through much worse than me (his bowel cancer excision resulted in a nearly amputated leg) said the only thing he could do to manage the psychological weight of his condition was to "take one day at a time". He managed to stay upbeat and strong despite a myriad of complications. And he was only 23 years old.

I used to think that most problems need to be viewed in the larger context of life as in saying "in the long term this problem is really small". Now I see that chronic health issues require us to not think too much, to not overload the mind but to take one day at a time and block out the rest. Compartmentalization. And to just make each day count.

Too much looking ahead may actually be harmful.


2 comments:

  1. Try listing the positive things about an ostomy.... My favorite: my bathroom is attached to me. I never have to worry about scoping out where the bathrooms are when I walk into a store. I don't have to run to the bathroom if something doesn't agree with me. If I eat something that I shouldn't have, there are no worries because my bathroom is attached to me!

    As time goes on, you'll worry less about the bag. For the first couple months, I was afraid to wear anything tight (like jeans) or to lie on my stomach at night. I'm happy to say that I finally got over those fears. After three months, I was finally okay to wear jeans. And I'm happy to say that I slept on my stomach for the first time in 6 months last night! :) (It's the little things that make me happy, lol.) I'm also happy to say that the ostomy does not consume my every thought. I don't even think about it half the time anymore.

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  2. My favourite thing about the ostomy is that I am still alive. And getting healthier every day.

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