Stoma jumble sale

Not having a Stoma anymore means that I have lots of medical products at home that I no longer require. (It still sounds very strange to be able to say that I don't have a Stoma- not sure how long it will take to get used to it!)

I wasn't really sure what I was going to do with all but thought I would worry about that in the coming weeks.

Anyway, I was chatting to the lady in the bed next to me who was saying that her Stoma supply company didn't supply very good wipes (for cleaning the Stoma site when changing the bag). She liked the ones that I had so I told her I had a lot at home.

I said that I could get my parents to bring all my supplies in and she could rummage through the bag

And that's exactly what she did.

My parents thought it was hilarious how excited she got about a new product shed never used and how animatedly we talked about all the item. Mum said it was like a Stoma jumble sale!

And the good news is that the Stoma nurse has taken the items she didn't use or want. She will send them to a charity that dispatch them to third world countries where some people have to resort to using crisp packets as Stoma bags because they can't afford to buy the proper stuff.

So everyone's a winner- happy days.

NB x

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