07/03/2025
So today marks 2 whole weeks since my surgery - and more importantly 2 weeks without my fury pals.
Recovery has been brutal. I've been so unwell, I've been in so much pain and I've been so down feeling like things just weren't going to get better and I would be worse than before I took the plunge to have the surgery.
This morning I woke up, I took a few seconds to adjust as I always do and to prepare for the pain when I tried to get out of bed. It's not a new thing, I've been coping this way for years and the surgery did make it a bit worse but it was a part of me.
I took my usual big breath, and I swung my legs round. SHOCK. There was no pain. It had to be a fluke so again I psyched myself up for my second challenge of the day, standing for the first time. Something that has got progressively harder the last 5 years to the point of tears.
NO PAIN!
I can't stress enough how incredible a moment this was for me. I can't remember the last time I got out of bed in the morning like a "normal person". Those barriers I've spent years building came crashing down and it was emotional but in a good way.
I can't guarantee tomorrow will be the same, I certainly hope that it will be but after so long knowing it will be there, I'm not emotionally ready to expect that pain to be gone. But it was an incredible moment.
I managed a walk to my parents house, and time sat in a soft chair whilst having a drink and chatting.
I accepted a lift home as I was drained but I did it and it felt great.
I'm doing more around the house, cooking, helping with laundry, I'm turning back into me and it's just the greatest feeling.
I can't wait to see all my doggos (and cats, bunnies cavies, and HEPS) again soon and show them the new me.
A huge thankyou to all of my wonderful clients who have shown me such kindness during this period, it means the world. And the cards, flowers and gifts have been especially touching.
And thankyou to Nicola Barker and Duffy for taking such good care of my friends whilst I can't.
Becca x