I love to embrace my life with both feet on the pedal, to awaken and “smell the coffee” and get the day going. It is not easy to have to face the reality that some germs can hold me hostage. No ransom to pay, I am just a prisoner until back to myself. I missed Aladdin, the school play where my two granddaughters were performing; serving at the Soup Kitchen twice; dinners with friends; writing at the computer; and the list goes on. Some of what I missed was mundane, and some I will never have an opportunity to revisit.
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THE CHALLENGE OF NEW CHALLENGES
When we are young, each new experience prepares us for the next, and we are constantly learning and growing. But as we age, there are fewer unique experiences, so we need to create those patterns in our brain for ourselves.
LILLIAN, LILY AND I
Many ostomates name their stomas (the opening attached to our abdomens which allows the passage of either stool or urine into our pouch) and feel it helps in the acceptance of their new anatomy. “Rosie” is very common because the healthy stoma looks like a rosebud, in shape and color. My stoma is named Lily. I always say she is named for my mother, Lillian, who gave me my first life, and Lily has absolutely given me my second life!