My life without an anus: how a cancer diagnosis at 30 changed my lifeBeing open and less awkward about butt stuff is key to colorectal health Although my keister is the main character in this story, it was a blood clot in my arm that started the cascade of events that would change my life forever.that's about all things butts. Or, in my case, a lack of one.
Shortly after, my stomach problems started. I felt bloated and heavy, and like I couldn't digest meals well. My appetite disappeared and I was only eating plain foods that wouldn't irritate my insides.My 30th birthday was a bust. I was pale, down 20 pounds and could barely walk two blocks without feeling winded.
Forced to the emergency department by my BFF, I was seen very quickly and had several doctors probing my booty. My dignity was long gone. They put an instrument with a camera up my butt and afterward, the doctors' hunch was confirmed. It was a case of "If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck, chances are it's a duck.
I started chemotherapy and radiation treatment to shrink the tumours before a final surgery to remove any leftover cancerous cells. The likelihood of the colostomy being permanent was high — simply put, my anus would almost certainly have to be removed and tossed in the biohazard bin along with the cancer.My name is Kassandra, and I want to tell you about my butt, because being open and less awkward about butt stuff is key to colorectal health. Watch Butt Seriously on CBC Gem.
They showed me all the supplies I would need and encouraged me to try out different brands that would look and feel better. Could the colostomy bag be the next big fashion accessory?