Strange Noises in the Night

I think I should demand to speak to my surgeon this morning as I am sure there has been some mistake.  I. Believe that the surgical team have inadvertently fitted me with a whoopee cushion rather than a colostomy bag.

I wasn’t feeling that sleepy last night, after all I had been spark out for about six and a half hours on the operating slab yesterday afternoon, and so I drifted in and out of a doze through the early hours.  I woke to the sound of my bag rasping out the most admiral wet fart sound.  This has now continued throughout, with one extended ripple inflating the bag to a reasonable size.

My surgeon did warn me that this was likely for the first few days, as the bowel gets a bit agitated by all the action it has had during surgery.  I do hope it settles down, otherwise I shall have to fit a set of bagpipes and knock a tune or two to keep the nurses amused.


Andrew Williams

50 year old, living with his colon and bowel cancer and all that that entails. Quietly sweary, family man living in Somerset, UK.

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