Just thought i would share a funny story that happened to me last week.
Me and 6 pals have just ridden the Great Glen Way in Scotland on our mountain bikes from Inverness to Fort William. 80 miles over 2 days.
A great few days, amazing scenery, good laughs, a few beers and some great times........untill the train journey home. Thats when it all got a bit messy............
We purchased return overnight sleeper tickets. I was lucky to get a cabin to myself on the way up.
After a few too many beers on the trip, not great food and general exhaustion my bag and stoma gave up on me.
I must of had to change my bag 4 times in an hour in a 1980's train toilet which was travelling at 80mph :lol:
With my head banging on the walls, poop running like a tap and a limited amount of British rail toilet paper, all my stoma gear (bags, paste, spray and wafers) rollng off the one shelf and around the floor i soldiered on. If i wasnt laughing i would of been in floods of tears.
At last it calmed down and i managed to get a decent seal and it just about hung on long enough to get me through the 12 hour journey.
At this point i did pay £40 to upgrade to a cabin from the reclining chair i had for the journey.
The trip was a joy. 80 miles in the Scottish highlands was fantastic. Yes i had to take a load more equipment than my pals but they all know what i have and are as good as gold with it.
Without getting all deep and meaningful it just goes to show that life does not stop with a stoma as im sure you all know. You just have to adjust and get on with it.
Hope you enjoy the above tale :tongue:
Chris
Me and 6 pals have just ridden the Great Glen Way in Scotland on our mountain bikes from Inverness to Fort William. 80 miles over 2 days.
A great few days, amazing scenery, good laughs, a few beers and some great times........untill the train journey home. Thats when it all got a bit messy............
We purchased return overnight sleeper tickets. I was lucky to get a cabin to myself on the way up.
After a few too many beers on the trip, not great food and general exhaustion my bag and stoma gave up on me.
I must of had to change my bag 4 times in an hour in a 1980's train toilet which was travelling at 80mph :lol:
With my head banging on the walls, poop running like a tap and a limited amount of British rail toilet paper, all my stoma gear (bags, paste, spray and wafers) rollng off the one shelf and around the floor i soldiered on. If i wasnt laughing i would of been in floods of tears.
At last it calmed down and i managed to get a decent seal and it just about hung on long enough to get me through the 12 hour journey.
At this point i did pay £40 to upgrade to a cabin from the reclining chair i had for the journey.
The trip was a joy. 80 miles in the Scottish highlands was fantastic. Yes i had to take a load more equipment than my pals but they all know what i have and are as good as gold with it.
Without getting all deep and meaningful it just goes to show that life does not stop with a stoma as im sure you all know. You just have to adjust and get on with it.
Hope you enjoy the above tale :tongue:
Chris
