I’m still here, slowly getting back to ‘normal’ or at least something close to what was normal. Two months after my last chemotherapy treatment and I am still experiencing the after effects, although they are gradually disappearing. Too slow for […]
It’s now three weeks since my last chemotherapy treatment and the body is slowly getting back to ‘normal’. The side effects that I had experienced are beginning to wane. Fingers and feet are still a bit numb, but I can […]
If you have been daft enough to read this blog over the past few months, then I thank you for doing so. I hope you have a great Christmas with the people you love and you manage to avoid those […]
And so the trip to Barcelona passed off with very little in the way of bag excitement. I was fully expecting to be dragged off to a quiet room by airport security to have my bag for life given the […]
I have got into a routine with my colostomy bag, changing it typically twice per day. I have to say that this takes far less time than I used to spend sat on the loo browsing the net on my […]
Go on admit it, the first thing that you looked at was my moobs, not the bag! Nice aren’t they? That my friends is what a colostomy bag looks like on a sexy motherfucker of a fifty year-old boy from […]
The conversation has of course turned, in recent days, to the topic of postoperative sexual relationships. As you may recall from an earlier post, I did offer Mrs W the chance of a quick bathroom shuffle whilst I was in […]
I am now at the stage where my bowel is active and starting to work and for those of you who knew my pre-op regularity, you will know that I would probably be classed as high output. So now that […]