It’s amazing how comfortable I am now with my life with an Ostomy. I have come a long way. Being 23 when I became severely ill and needing to go to hospital, the thought of an Ostomy scared me so much that by the time I would let myself to go to the hospital, I was almost dead. So scared of having an Ostomy, I did not know how I could ever go through life “like that”.
Another part of my problem was that I felt that going through with this kind of surgery would make me a failure. Reading Louse Hay and all that self-help stuff, I thought that what they were teaching was that if you cannot heal yourself, then you are a failure. This misunderstanding added to my illness with the burden of judgment on myself and others which in no way is beneficial to anyone dealing with disease.
Now that I’m older, I’ve found that there is a fine line in these (self-healing) teachings, and there are a lot of people confused by them. For me, I found that love and acceptance of one’s self is really the Journey. When I meet people who still are at the other point of the understanding and have this kind of judgment for themselves and others, I know in my heart that they have not “pulled through” in their understanding of a Journey. Since this is where I started, it is easy to accept them.
To all of you at the beginning of this Journey, remember it is actually quite an interesting one. One day you will be amazed how comfortable you are with it all, maybe even thankful that you were given this to become the person you are today. I am.
Sheri
[Editor’s note: Sheri’s writings are spread out over time so they’re not strictly a follow-on from the previous writing. I’m sure you will find them most interesting and, hopefully, find her experiences and positive messages helpful. Below are links to Sheri’s personal journey experience writings and thoughts. You can also access these links from the side menu, or the “About Me” menu on the top-right of the page. ]
- About Me — My “Pull Through” Journey — Introductions
- Controlling Crohn’s Disease? Anorexia worked! Until it didn’t.
- Accepting the Hospital ~ No other choice left.
- Transferring Closer to Home
- Yesterday I Cried ~ With an agenda.
- It’s OK to Cry
- My Prescription Drug Addiction — Good or Bad?
- Leaving the Poor Me Stage
- [Current Page] My Journey of Pulling Through — Final Thoughts
