Am I sympathy porn? This question sits on my shoulder and sometimes floats to the back of my head when I’m sat alone in my flat. It’s a question most won’t give me answers too and if they did I wouldn’t believe them. Last year I posted a photo of my ileostomy bag on the… Continue reading Am I Sympathy Porn?
So it’s the first day of me properly writing on this blog in its new form and things have already turned a little dramatic. But thankfully have been resolved… Yesterday I was feeling particularly awful all day and couldn’t stand up for very long and was having a fair amount of muscle spasms/ migraines, hence… Continue reading A rough night
I’ve decided to rebrand my blog, after a year of having an ostomy, it isn’t the biggest hurdle I have to overcome now. I’m used to it and it is just part of me, I change it and empty it without thinking and I barely realise its there even when I’m dancing around my flat… Continue reading New beginnings
Hey there, I remember lying in my mums bedroom, discussing with her whether I should go to university. I had very recently been diagnosed and didn’t understand how I was going to get through the day let alone a whole degree. But I chose to go, and it was the best decision I ever made.… Continue reading Surviving University with A Chronic Illness
Recovery weight is a thing right? Over the past year or so, since having the bag I have put on the most amount of weight I have ever managed to put on before. As in, in March last year I weighed a very small and sick 6 1/2 stone. I was boney, my knees… Continue reading Is recovery weight a thing?
Hi guys, I’ve been away for a while, getting my head together and trying to work out what is going on in my life. Everything’s been a bit crazy with my health and there’s been no obvious or easy way to explain anything. Before I just spoke about my ostomy and how I was coping… Continue reading New video update!
I’m not writing as often as I would like to on this blog. But over the past months things have changed and gotten so confusing that it’s hard to even know what to write anymore. This blog post isn’t about my ostomy, infact, my ostomy is a god send right now. If I didn’t have… Continue reading What the f is wrong with me?