I’m back!! I know it’s been two weeks since my last post but well, as always there’s a tale to tell. So, I know my last post was my six-week mark, but now I’m at the 8 weeks and things aren’t much better. What I have figured out over the last week is that there… Continue reading Pluses and Minuses
I’ve reached it!! My magical 6-week mark where everything is meant to be back on track…… not that they were ever really off track. So, Friday came and so did my meeting with my consultant. I was excited to see him and ask all the questions. I can happily report I got the all clear,… Continue reading A not so magical milestone.
So, I know I’ve been absent for a week or so but really there hasn’t been a whole lot to report. I am now 5 weeks post op, things are going well. I have been back in the gym more and more, not doing anything weighted just walking, cycling, body weighted lunges, squats and wall… Continue reading Practicalities.
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