Slow But Steady

Recovery post myomectomy was slow and I had to take things easy.   I was in tears after 4 nights in hospital as I just wanted to go home. I had just been told that I'd have to stay another night which just sent me over the edge. I'd had enough of not sleeping and bad food and just wanted my own bed. Luckily in the end I was allowed home.

My friend helped me home in a taxi and  I basically was so tired and just slept and slept and slept.  The main thing was that I had made some simple food before I went for the op and ate simple things.  Also, online grocery shopping was my saviour as I couldn't really walk far plus it was snowy and icy outside so I couldn't risk even walking to the corner shop at first in case I fell and ended up back in hospital.  Also, wasn't supposed to lift heavy things for a good few weeks.

I did do a lot of sleeping, lots of afternoon naps and once the weather cleared up a bit I started walking around to the local shops and things like that to build up strength.  When I did go back to work - 5 weeks post op it was still a bit of a shock to the system.  I did less hours and tried not to do anything too taxing.  The first few weeks were tough and I was so shattered by the end of my shortened day.  It was even uncomfortable sitting up in a chair all day - my core just was so weak and my lower back was working lots.

God I walked slow too.  Slow and steady.  Felt like an old lady.  But thank god I am back to normal now.  The whole myo thing made me appreciate my life and what I normally tend to have.

Why Am I Here?

A rather profound question to ask but one which is actually quite simple to answer.  I had suffered from fibroids for 4 years with symptoms that were getting worse and worse. Often heading to the docs to explain this, I found myself questionning if everything was in my mind.  In the end, I realised that I wanted my life back and put myself forward for an abdominal myomectomy - actually I thought I would have had to battle a bit harder than I did but hey.

December 1 was the day of my op. This blog tracks my thoughts leading up to the big day, my 1st ever experiences as an NHS inpatient (good and bad) and how I am now doing in the long phase that is recovery.  Anyway, I figured that writing a new blog would be a good way to:

• keep me (and hopefully you) entertained whilst I'm home in recovery
• share my stories with others experiencing a similar op as the internet was where I found out lots of useful info

Anyway, I hope that you stay tuned for this journey :)