Yesterday, brother Don went with me for all the lab work and ECG I needed at Royal Columbian Hospital. We also walked down some long-forgotten rabbit warren hallways in the basement to find the Ostomy Nurse (Lucy). She spent about a half hour with us, answered all kinds of random questions, and put an X on my stomach where the best location for my stoma would be. It turned out to be a little more involved than I thought it would be - all kinds of factors to consider that I had never thought of (can you see it when you stand up, where's you beltline, where will the bag sit).
Two weeks today is surgery day.
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