I work at Wilko. One day I was on the shop floor and my stoma let out an almighty fart. There was a customer standing nearby. Instead of looking round quickly to see who was responsible, she just slowly turned her head and looked at me with utter disgust.. I still see her now and wonder if she remembers
I was sitting having breakfast with my daughters and their partners when my stoma let out a huge fart while everyone was mid bacon buttie. I just said oops, that was me, but I have no control!
Nope! I’ve had my bag burst on the transfer bus to my hotel from the airport in Majorca. Oh, that was bad! Walked through an airport covered in poo on the way to my plane...l’ve had a lot of embarrassing public moments, but if I didn’t try to rise above it I wouldn't get anything done!
Embarrassment avoided. Thanks for sharing. You weren’t at fault really we have no control over our stoma’s. They quite often rule.
Hope it hasn’t stopped you going to the pub
Ann
Now I am embarrassed. You must have been relieved to get that pesky bladder gone. Thirty four years is a very long time. X
Ann
Oh Jane
Im sorry for your loss.I do have a slight warped sense of humour. I must apologise to you it was a silly remark. I was smiling.
You take care
Ann
