As a child, I enjoyed being active and doing things that got my heart racing. I was kind of a daredevil which was both a good and bad thing. I say good because I have been able to do a lot of things that I may otherwise not have due to fear. On the other hand, it is terrible because it changed my life and not for the better. I got in a bad accident, and because of it, I had to get an ostomy bag. As I have grown older, I have realized that it is not bad as I initially thought it was. It saved my life and helped me not have improper bowel movements.
When I was sixteen, I got in a bad accident. One day me and my friends went to a bridge to jump into the water. The drop was no more than ten feet, so we did not feel any sort of danger. I was the first to jump. Being the resident daredevil of the group, I usually do the scary stuff first. I did not check the river before I jumped, and that was an issue. I have been here before, and I know that below us is ten feet deep water, so there is no chase of getting hurt when landing. When I jumped, I saw it as I was almost at the water. There was a big rock. I did my best to try and shift around in the air, but as we all know, humans can not fly. I ended up doing a belly flop, and the peak of the rock hit me in my stomach region. I passed out from the pain a few seconds after the impact.
I woke up in the back of an ambulance to see two cute EMT girls taking care of me. I asked them what happened and what was wrong with me. They told me it was most likely a ruptured colon or large intestine but would know more once we got to the hospital and a scan was done. When we arrived, they unloaded me and brought me straight to a scanning room. After the scan was completed, they saw that my large intestine had ruptured, and my colon was almost the same. The doctor told me that I would need an ostomy bag. This would take any waste and not allow it to get to my colon so that it could heal. The surgery was done, and when I got out of the hospital, I found my true passion.
Following my procedure, I needed something to take my mind off of my new situation. My friend invited me to go work out with him one day, and I took him up on his offer. On that day, I learned how much I loved working out. Since then, I have worked out almost every day. Even after I had my ostomy reverted back to normal a year after my accident, I still worked out. Working out has helped me through many different issues in my life without any kind of risk to my well-being. I did not have many issues working out with an ostomy bag. It restricted my movement a bit, so eventually, I began working out without the bag.
I am very grateful to my friend for introducing me to working out. It has helped me get through many rough patches in my life these last few years, especially during my ostomy life. I had the procedure reverted two years ago tomorrow, and I’m so glad. I have definitely reduced my daredevil tactics, and I’m focusing on working out and living a good healthy life.
Ostomy Business 