We delight in the many festivities of the season: sharing our time with friends and family, the many stories of the season, the beautiful lights and decorations, and really the magic that surrounds. We have always cherished time with friends and family and have started a tradition of having an annual Christmas party in our home. We have missed a few years from hospital stays but this year we had our 5th annual Christmas Party. From our yearly tradition of having a Christmas Party, this year friends and family were contacting us asking, “When’s your party?” My husband and I have definitely started something.
We have always created a theme for our Christmas Party. In the past we have had two 80’s parties, one movie star party, and one prom night. This year we decided to go with an Ugly Sweater Party. It was much fun to see all our friends and family proud in their warm winter sweaters.
Well, I am happy to say that this Christmas Party proved to be different. While
cleaning, I thought to myself, “Forget this, the drops are staying on the
counter!” And I did it!
I figure my fear of leaving my drops out fits in with my previous, “Bathroom Anxiety” diagnosis. The fear of people knowing I have an ileosotomy, the fear of people thinking it’s gross, the fear of people wondering how I use the drops and how much Oscar can smell, the fear of people judging me about having an ostomy, and so on… as you know my stoma is named after Oscar the Grouch in Sesame Street. Not exactly the most cooperative creature. Now that I am writing this I wonder, how many people actually noticed the drops, probably not as many as I think...
have Oscar, fear still creeps in wondering what they really think. I know this fear is more than likely my insecurities influencing my actions regarding Oscar.
Oscar is such a big part of my life, I need to stop worrying so much about how having Oscar may or may not be perceived. I need to remember the days prior to Oscar, being on a feeding tube all the time and not just for hydration. I need to remember what Oscar has given me and not taken away. So this Christmas season I made one step forward in accepting Oscar for what he is: my stinky, grouchy, unpredictable stoma that desperately needs my Hollister M9 drops and
that I am eternally grateful for. Merry Christmas Oscar!
Wishing you all a magical Christmas Season!
Continuing on my path to wellness...