My Love for You, Dear Stoma…

Today we celebrate love. A single day devoting to telling whomever we love, that we love them. We shower them with gifts, affection and kind words. I am doing that today too. But for my stoma. Yes, you read that correctly; my stoma. My stoma used to be that elephant in the room, the alien living under my top, a living and breathing weird little thing.  These days, whilst she is still living under my clothes, covered by my ostomy bag; she is a living and breathing embodiment of my disease. I have Crohn’s disease and she saved me. She gave…

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