Helping others is my best medicine.
If anyone would have said to me two years ago that I’d now be the Founder and Chair of Second Chance Ostomy – I’d have laughed. Actually, I’d have cried. I was so low, suffering through pain, leaks and a marriage break-up. It was only through the support of others that I’m now able to smile again and give something back.
2013. Unlucky for me.
I first started suffering with Ulcerative Colitis in 2013. Of course, at the time I didn’t think it was serious. Just a regular upset tummy and loose stools. I’ve had problems with anxiety and depression for many years, so stomach problems were nothing new.
Things got steadily worse to the point that I couldn’t take my then 6 years old son to school or even go out shopping myself. Accidents were becoming more common, feeding my anxiety. My life was confined to the toilet.
My GP referred me to hospital. While I was waiting for my appointment day, I had a massive flare up and ended up phoning for an ambulance. After days of scans and tests, I was given the bad news: I had Ulcerative Colitis. I was put on medication and at first, everything went well. It was great to start getting back to normal. But the respite only lasted a few short weeks until things went from bad to worse. The pain was so intense I begged my surgeon to remove my colon.
My stoma saved my life, but I hated it all the same.
I still remember waking up after my surgery to see a bag attached to my tummy. I was heartbroken. I knew I should be feeling grateful to this stoma which had saved my life, but I couldn’t come to terms with this horrible, dirty bag that I would have to live with for the rest of my life. I’d always struggled with my self-image and now I couldn’t stand the sight of myself in the mirror.
Perhaps things might have been better if I’d had more support and someone to talk to. My husband couldn’t relate to how I was feeling, and our physical relationship really suffered. I also had quite a few problems with my stoma, like regular blockages. Then I had a bad infection requiring surgery that left me with bad scar tissue, which in turn caused more leaks. A vicious cycle. Finding out in 2017 that my Colitis had returned to my rectal stump and would need yet more surgery to remove, just about summed everything up.
Things could only get better. Couldn’t they?
I went into 2018 feeling much more positive. I was free from surgery and could concentrate on my recovery and finally learning to live with my stoma. Things with my husband weren’t great but it was still a massive shock when one day in October, he told me he was having an affair and was leaving me and our son.
Just to rub salt into my wounds, a few weeks later, my landlady told me she wanted me and my son out of the house we called home. Everything was going wrong, including my stoma
bags that were leaking all the time. I was sore, I was anxious and if it wasn’t for my loving son, I wouldn’t be here today.
It was only when I met Tracey, the stoma nurse for my area, that things started to look up. She gave me practical stoma advice, but just as importantly, listened to my concerns. She told me about a support group called Friendship Friday where I met some amazing people and found out about a trauma group called BVocal. We talk openly about our experiences and use art as a creative outlet.
Finally, as my confidence built up, I started liking not only myself, but my stoma. I could finally appreciate that life with a stoma is 100% better than struggling with an autoimmune disease like Ulcerative Colitis.
Everyone deserves a chance.
Second Chance Ostomy Yorkshire.
I know the power of a good support network. Mine has helped transform my life. Now I want to give back and help others. That’s why I set up my charity, Second Chance Ostomy Yorkshire.
So many people come out of hospital, especially now in this socially distanced world, with no support and no one to turn to. We aim to change all that. The charity is made up of me and four other trustees, including one who is a qualified stoma nurse. We want to create a safe space where people can talk, ask questions, make friendships and access advice – all while raising stoma awareness.
I wasted years feeling ashamed of my stoma and thinking no one else would understand. I don’t want anyone else to suffer like that. I struggled, both physically and mentally. When you’re going to the toilet 30-40 times a day, the last thing you want to do is travel long distances. So, it’s important to me that we provide localised support for what can be a very isolating experience.
Since we’ve started the charity, we’ve had amazing support from local companies. A local crafting shop is even making us tote bags. Like all registered charities though, we need financial assistance too.
Looking ahead to a brighter future.
Like everyone, I pray our world can beat Covid-19 and get back to a new normal soon. Through the new charity, I look forward to helping fellow Ostomates to live a quality stoma life.
I still have my own challenges, recently I had more surgery for a hernia repair and also a cyst – and I still suffer from anxiety. But with my son Ben by my side (my absolute rock) and a new direction, I’m looking forward, not back.
An Update of my story
Second Chance had it's first birthday last year 2021 and it has been amazing. We run 2 monthly support groups, online and face-to-face it has been amazing. Last September I got second place in the volunteer of the year award which was held at Selby Abbey and of course I took my son with me. I have worked with many different people trying to get stoma friendly toilets put in place. I also go out in to care providers and give training on how to look after your stoma from the point of someone who lives with one. I still have my daily challengers with my mental health and my physical health but I am giving back and helping others so they are not left alone like I was in the beginning of my journey.
Take Care Jackie x