In addition to the scar that runs from just below my sternum to just above my, ah, "equipment", I also received another souvenir: a temporary ileostomy.
Me and my bagTen inches on my colon had to be chopped out to remove Frank. The spot where my surgeon, Dr. M, reconnected my colon needs about six months to heal. So, I'm not allowed to "use" my colon for that time. Since I still want to eat, the good doctor rerouted my small intestines to my stoma bag.
Yes, it's a pain and yes, it's gross. However, it's temporary and I will do whatever is needed to be cancer-free. Even pooping in a bag.
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