The next few days rolled by pretty much the same. I found my strength building every day, I built up my walks and at this stage I was up to 30 minutes at a good pace. I had been back in and out to the hospital to get my dressings changed, but really, I had… Continue reading 4 Weeks On.
After my first week, I was feeling better each day. My energy was building and I was able to do more each day. There was nothing exciting happening, I wasn’t invited to any crazy parties, shocking I know!! The following Tuesday I was due in at my GP to get my two stitches from the… Continue reading Bump in The Road
The next few days at home fell into a routine fairly quick. I couldn’t believe that one week before then my journey had only just begun. I was tired a lot, and the first time I had a shower I needed an hour-long nap after it! This was ok, this was what my body was… Continue reading Passing the Time
The strangest thing I found over the next few days was listening to my body. I have always been the person who, if I have a cold or any illness I ignore it and keep going until it goes away. This was different, this was something I couldn’t control. I was getting up and walking… Continue reading A New Beginning
If I’m being honest…. which I am, the days that followed my surgery were all a bit of a blur. My sisters and mam came to visit the day after, but my main memory was my first proper physio session. I had met my physio before my surgery and immediately clicked with her. When she… Continue reading The Days that Followed
I know from my experience of my family that they were more worried than I was. So this post is for them, for those family members worrying and stressing about what's to come. Here's a post from Martin, he sent it to me yesterday, it's heartfelt, honest, and typically lovely. Enjoy ❤️❤️ … Continue reading A Different Perspective
The day before my surgery I was admitted to the hospital. If anyone has been in for a surgery before you know the drill! Bloods, details, samples the usual stuff. I met the nurses on the ward and they put me at ease straight away. Something makes me feel like I was a bit of… Continue reading Surgery Day
On going in to see my doctor the for the last time my head was buzzing with questions, and for some reason there was a niggle in my head saying, ‘he’s not going to do the surgery’. We walked in and chatted for a while until I had word vomit and blurted all my… Continue reading Questions and Answers
The Beginning. As a 25-year-old woman, the thought of open heart surgery, for some reason didn’t seem that daunting to me. It was something that had to be done, it was something that, in the end would be the best for me, and after such a long road to my diagnosis and doctors it was […]
I was about to say welcome to you guys, but I should probably welcome myself first!! Hey, I'm Shauna, I'm 25 and from Ireland. For a while I have thought about starting a blog, why not jump on the band wagon!! But honestly I had nothing to give, I wasn't that exciting.....until this year anyway.… Continue reading Who I am and Why I’m here.