I was a little nervous after my op about what sort of swimwear would suit me. I looked at a few specialist stoma swim wear places but couldn’t find anything I liked and so I have just stuck with my old stuff.
This dark swimming costume with large print totally disguises the shape of my bag and makes it feel secure against my body.
This was me on Christmas Day on the beach, it was a bit rainy and grey but I wasn’t letting that stop me jumping in the waves. My sister was another story though…
For bikinis I’m going for a fuller bottom, either little shorts or high waisted bottoms.
Having my bag and scar out does cause a few stares but I’m mostly ok with that, it’s usually from curiousity than anything malicious.
Today I was sat on a beautiful Australian beach in a bikini, I got a few looks but as I people watched, it got me thinking about just how many different shapes and sizes we all are. Some of us a skinny, some bigger, some busty, some flat chested, some of us have scars or even bags stuck to our stomachs. But the most beautiful people around are those who are confident, smiling and having fun.
So when people stare whether it is openly or surreptitiously, my first instinct is to feel upset, embarrassed or angry. I swallow it down and just smile.
Most people are good, I have to believe that and so I take their stares as folk being curious about something different that they probably haven’t seen before.
I hold my head up and be proud of how awesome it is that my body has healed me and my bag is making my quality of life better.