Cinderella With A Stoma – Travelling With An Ostomy Part Two

Rachael Holiday 1

In Rachael’s last blog, Cinderella With A Stoma: Travelling With An Ostomy Part One, she shared the first part of her experience on an all-inclusive holiday to Fuerteventura. This month she continues discussing her first beach holiday with an ileostomy.

“Why would anybody choose fruit and yoghurt when you could have a good fry up?” I thought, as I browsed the five-cart breakfast buffet! I piled my plate high with bacon, eggs and fried bread, luckily for my stoma, Sheila, there wasn’t a mushroom in sight, no room for blockages on this holiday!

Feeling heavy, I gathered together a few items for our trip to Oasis Park - Fuerteventura’s only zoo which was inconveniently situated on the opposite side of the island, which meant a two hour coach journey.

We arrived early at the pickup point, with enough time to do one final check: money, villa key, stoma bags, and more stoma bags. 

Not sure how many leaks I was preparing for, but in case of emergency it’s always better to have one extra! “Ready for a quick selfie?” my daughter asked, as she snapped away trying out the various animal filters on snap chat. As the phone went down I realised my attempts of trying to style out the parrot filter were being closely observed by the one and only... Federico! 

I quickly scrabbled for my ticket as the coach pulled up and ran for cover, taking a seat at the window so that I could still stare at him through what I thought was tinted glass... it turns out that I was still very visible from the outside and as the coach pulled away, Federico made his first attempt at seduction by signalling ‘call me!’

Arriving at the zoo we navigated through the map and as per Canarian tradition I embarked on a very wobbly camel ride before going to visit the giraffe enclosure. There was a stall selling pieces of cut fruit and visitors were able to hand feed them a few treats - embracing the opportunity I grabbed a bag of cut apples and held one up as high as I possibly could. The elegant longnecked beauty bowed her head down towards me as I waved the treats about... but to my surprise she missed the food and went straight in for a stoma sniff instead! 

Why do animals always insist on sniffing my stoma bag?

Here I am, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and the giraffe is more interested in knowing what that thing is stuck to my body! Luckily for me I wasn’t the only victim that day, as apparently my mum’s straw hat also looked tasty! Perhaps the stall should have been selling beach hats and ostomy bags instead! 

by Rachael Kin

Rachael Kin

About the author

My name is Rachael, I'm an ostomate, mumma and wine taster (I think just the first two count?) I have an ileostomy stoma called Sheila and we are inseparable, literally. This is our journey... I am a novice blogger but an expert in origami, so if my humour fails me, I can always make you a hat? Follow me on Instagram!

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