The joys of a urostomy

I love the beach! I grew up going to Santa Monica Beach all the time and I just love all beaches. I love the water, Pisces here, and I love or at least used to love feeling the sand beneath my feet. I don’t love the beach however when it’s all inside my bladder. 😮 Nope… DON’T like it one bit. This issue happened two years ago and it looks like it’s going to have to be taken care of every couple of years from now on. 😭 You see, when they built my stoma for my urostomy they used part of the bowel. Can you say infection much!? I guess I didn’t really understand the whole process until after the fact. In all honesty there wasn’t much I could’ve done anyway because it had to be done. Thank you multiple sclerosis you fucking piece of shit disease. I’m sorry off-base a little, so now my bladder looks like you’re underwater on a rocky shoreline. it also looks like, I think, a dinosaurs 🦖 lair where they keep their eggs. 😅

And… it looks like there’s an alien and a set of twins hanging out in my bladder! I think I should ask for rent or something. 😂

On August 7 I will be going in and they will be inserting in a much larger tube into my bladder to hopefully clean out all my little stones. I’m a little bummed because I was hoping I could keep them and make a necklace or something out of them. I know, I know, gross. 😜 I have to find the humor in all things or I really wouldn’t want to be here anymore…

So that’s what’s been going on with me. Not much change in the paint department and I’m still pretty much trapped in my bed. But I am working on it and I hope to remember to blog a little more because I miss it. 🖤

Have courage and be kind…