On my way home from Nashville I still felt a little defeated about the ostomy. A quick (but actually rather long) stop at a gas station proved why having that purse with ostomy supplies was 100% necessary as my sister and I changed my appliance in a bathroom stall (all while muttering “wtf has my life come to?”) Due to high humidity and an excessive amount of sweat, the Eakin rings were warped and the appliance was having a hard time adhering to my skin. But that’s besides the point…
Discrimination: Part 2
