James Cole – Overcoming Adversity – “A Life of Long Odds” Part 2 of 3


James Cole

Part 1 – “A Life of Long Odds

“A LIFE OF LONG ODDS”   Part 2 of 3

By James Cole

After moving to Cape Cod and starting a new life, I felt reborn. I had many new friends, a renewed passion for my filmmaking, art, and even acting – participating in two high school productions. Most important, I was well. Now that all my reconstructive surgeries were complete, I began to define myself as “Normal …with two bags.” It wasn’t unreasonable: As long as I stayed healthy and hydrated – critical to avoid kidney infections – I felt good and had boundless energy. I was so confident that I didn’t bother finding a new doctor in Boston; instead I kept in touch with my surgeon in New York, driving down for checkups every couple years. The bad times were truly behind me.

Chatham High School Drama Club cast of the "Cheers" Talent Show. I'm at the right with the gray hair.

I graduated high school, applied to several colleges, and was accepted at the University of Massachusetts, Amherst. Some accommodations had to be made of course; having two ostomies necessitated that I be granted a waiver from sharing a dorm room, a requirement for incoming students. Being the only freshman with a single room did raise eyebrows, however, so I lied or made up excuses, no different than when I was a child. How could I be honest about my condition with people I barely knew, when I was lying to myself?

With my dad, moving into my dorm at the University of Massachusetts, freshman year

College was a golden age. I stayed healthy and active, averaging the norm of five classes each semester. One day, my mother and grandmother drove up to visit me at school. As they arrived on campus, they passed a student biking up the very steep hill up to my dorm. Of course the student was I. In addition to earning my degree on schedule, I continued to make movies, shooting a Stephen King short story, The Last Rung on the Ladder. This film went on to become an officially recognized King adaptation.

My artistic drive was in part a response to my fear of intimacy. From high school through college and even beyond, I shied away from dating. When a woman expressed any interest in me, I invariably pulled away. The few relationships I did experience never progressed far. I was too terrified to tell the truth about myself, to acknowledge that I wore bags, let alone that I had exstrophy. My condition was off-limits to everyone, including myself…until something went wrong.

As the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man from "Ghostbusters" at the Halloween Dance. I won first prize for best costume

That first ‘something’ was a terrible sickness in the winter after I graduated college. Unbearable stomach pain put me in the local ER, where an ultrasound revealed an enflamed gallbladder. The complexities of my condition – scar tissue from multiple surgeries – necessitated transfer to Mass General in Boston, where I had emergency surgery. The surgeons discovered gallstones so severe that my gallbladder had died and had to be removed. It was a brutal surgery and recovery. Nature was trying to tell me that I was not normal. I didn’t listen.

I continued pushing, pushing, and pushing. I wrote a film column for the local paper, worked summer jobs, continued making movies, and writing – dreaming of a career in Hollywood. Then, a year and a half after graduating college, I packed up my car and drove across country to California. Despite being completely unprepared for the life that awaited me, I adjusted. I became a Temp. The first couple years were terrifying – working at countless unfamiliar companies, until I landed a gig at Walt Disney Imagineering as a staff assistant. Happily, WDI was a relaxed and creative work environment, and I became a regular there, working my “day job” as I honed my writing craft and tried to break into the movie business.

Rehearsing a scene on location for my 16mm college short film, "Familiar Territory".

After almost a decade of happy and productive years in LA, my health declined. I began to experience painful digestive problems, which could not easily be identified. My diet became restricted, and it became harder to work and function. Eventually I found a pediatric urologist at UCLA who specialized in exstrophy, who diagnosed my problem: a severe inguinal hernia – a common problem for males with exstrophy. I had major surgery in August 2001 to repair the hernia. Recovery was difficult, but I progressed, and after several months I had healed from the surgery itself – healed too well, in fact. The internal scar tissue kept growing, and developed into adhesions that caused pain and new digestive problems. My world fell apart. It was as though I had won the battle but lost the war.

Mom visits me in Palm Springs, a couple years after my move to California.

Unable to work even part-time, I became disabled, and began to retreat into myself from the chronic pain and sickness. I searched for other doctors or specialists who could help me. One surgeon – an expert in rebuilding people after severe injuries as in car accidents – said, “I could only make you worse.” And during a visit home on Cape Cod, a local GP who understood my condition put it bluntly: “My dear boy, Jesus Christ himself wouldn’t cut you open.”

Still, I did not give up. I knew I had to find answers. And the only way to do that was to truly face the fact that I was not normal. Little did I know that a fateful encounter would force me to confront my condition head-on…and in the process, help me realize one of my biggest dreams.

© Copyright 2012 James Cole, all rights reserved

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Part 3 – Jim’s short story is made into a short film “The Night before”

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8 thoughts on “James Cole – Overcoming Adversity – “A Life of Long Odds” Part 2 of 3

  1. Pingback: James Cole – Overcoming Adversity – “A Life of Long Odds” Part 1 of 3 « Courage to Shine™

  2. Sarah Bowman

    Oh my gosh Jim, I am riveted!!! I don’t want to wait several days to read the rest!! Thank you do much for sharing this story. Have you considered writing a book about your experiences? I know you have talked a lot about your writing sessions but is that a book about your life or something altogether different? You are a very talented writer and I appreciate your continued openness to share in an effort to help so many others. My deepest heartfelt thanks and gratitude to you <3

    Sarah

    • James Cole

      Sarah:

      Yes, I am writing a book about my experiences. This article is the ultimate “Cliff Notes” version of my life story! You’ll certainly hear about the book when I sell it! :)

  3. Christine

    What can I say, Jim? I know you’ve been through a hell of a lot, as you know I have too. The need to cover up, to hide, to lie about this condition is so difficult to explain, but it is very much a part of our experience. When I was a kid, I too was to a great extent in denial. The big difference for me was my prosthesis. My parents didn’t really treat me any different, other than my Mom taking care of my bathroom needs for about the first 10 years of life, but the leg was visible, and other people sometimes reacted very negatively. Plus, there were a number of normal childhood activities, like jumping rope, roller skating, and especially riding a bike, in which I was unable to participate. When I went to college, I was too embarrassed to ask for a separate dorm room with a private bathroom, which was available, so I commuted, and I still live at home. Still, I tried not to let all of this define me. What forced the issue in my case was when, for no real explicable reason, ostomy products that had served me reasonably well since I was a kid starting failing, at school and at my first job out of school. That completely crushed my confidence and made me a real basketcase, but it also led me, for the first time, to seek out other ostomates, and eventually, others with bladder and cloacal exstrophy.

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  5. James Cole

    Sarah and Christine – thank you so much for your comments. I’m sorry it took so long to acknowledge – I didn’t realize there were any until recently!

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  7. Thank you James! I mean this from the bottom of my heart!!! I don’t feel as alone when I read about other people with BE. I was born in 1974 with bladder exstrophy. I still struggle with wanting to be normal, but am thankful to God that I am alive.

    Laura-I would be happy to talk to your daughter if she is open to it. I have always wanted a female friend that would understand :) She can find me on facebook.

    Meri Born-Lambert

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