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Whenever I talk about my life as a whole - you know, the general biography of me - I usually describe it with one word: Ridiculous All of us, at one point, especially those who have dealt with Crohn's, Colitis, Cancer, or whatever other hardships we've faced,...

Every year at the end of August my family gets together and heads down to the Canadian National Exhibition, or The Ex. For those who don’t know it, it’s exactly what you’d expect to be; a huge exhibition with vendors, rides, games, shows, and food…...

These are the three words I heard as I knelt down to receive my ceremonial hood on the UWO convocation stage. Yesterday, I became an official graduate of the University of Western Ontario as I received my Bachelor of Arts in Honors Specialization Media and Information...

I haven’t had a full night’s sleep in about a week and a half. Last Monday, I was beyond busy not only packing to move out of my sorority house, but racing to finish writing my last essay. It was the end of my undergraduate career. Though...

Tomorrow is my last day of my undergraduate classes at the University of Western Ontario. I will no longer be sitting in lecture halls learning about communication theory I will no longer be munching away on my favourite Buffalo Chicken wraps from the on campus restaurant And I...

In 7 days I will need to have accomplished: Celebrating my brothers birthday with him… a night out at a bar.. Writing 4 essays Packing up my entire room to move out of my sorority house Not having my brain explode I realize the first one isn’t a stressful event,...

I love to dance. Love love love it. Not like in-my-room-dancing-around-alone- to-loud-music  dancing, but real choreographed dancing.  I was an avid dancer as a younger child, but as I grew older, I fell sicker from my Crohn’s disease, and it became more difficult to drag myself...

Lasts of Things It’s slowly becoming more and more real that the things I have become accustomed to are coming to an end. Two weekends ago I attended my fourth and final sorority parent ball. It’s a big event that the sorority throws to invite parents into...

Once again, I forgot about my bag-aversary. As of yesterday, I have had my ostomy for 8 years. I guess it’s a good thing that I keep forgetting about this day because my ostomy is just another part of my body. I don’t have a day to...

That’s how my brother phrased my first week of classes of the last semester of my undergrad. It’s the beginning of the end of my undergraduate degree, but only the beginning of the rest of my working life. Is it weird that I’m actually excited to...