31 Jan This Makes 9
Bleep.
That’s the sound I awoke to from my cell phone at 6:30am.
“Good morning. Wishing you a Happy 9th Bagiversay! So proud of what you have accomplished.”
That was the message I received from my mother at 6:30am. What a sweetie.
Today is my 9th bday. My 9th anniversary of having a bag. 9 years ago today I was waking up groggy and in pain after surgery. 9 years ago today I got my ostomy.
As with every year over the past few years, I had forgotten, until my mother reminded me this early morning.
Why do I forget? Well, as I’ve said many times before, I forget because my ostomy is so much apart of me that I never remember to recognize it as a separate entity. I mean, do we remember to celebrate the anniversary of having an arm? ..Ok I guess we do when we celebrate birthdays, but you get my point. It’s part of me and it’s hard for me to remember that there was a day when I didn’t have it and a day when I did.
What am I doing to celebrate, you ask? Laundry.
Today is just like any other day.
Angus Sinclair
Posted at 22:37h, 31 January30 years for me last November. Played a concert that evening, and my mother in law died that afternoon. For me, the bag (“George”) is a reminder of all that I’ve gone through to get to this point, and that without it, I would have probably been condemned to a life in and out of chronic care, and physically unable to do most of what I do now. Keep up the great work, Jess, and greetings from balmy London Ontario!
Heidi
Posted at 23:13h, 31 JanuaryMy 9-year-old son will have his 9th “bagiversary” on Feb. 19th. I remember it like it was yesterday. We didn’t know if he would make it. He now loves playing hockey, doing hip hop, and any other activity a 9 y.o. wants to do. I hope he grows up to have a great attitude like you. We are always looking for role models for him and you are definitely one. Thanks for all you do for ostomy awareness.
Mom
Posted at 00:42h, 01 FebruarySorry for waking you up this morning, but just thinking about you!!