Post Op: Day 6

It’s Day 6 after my PNE surgery. From what I can remember being petrified of the outcome (thinking if the ligaments being cut may make my pelvis unstable as I do suffer from Symphysis Pubic Dysfunction when I have my pregnancies) thus when I woke up all high in the sky from the anaesthetic, I felt relief that it was all OK. I still recall thanking Allah and thinking of all the generous people that must have been praying for me.  I felt so lucky I could move, they wanted me to lie on my wound (the theory of hematoma prevention made sense) however by now my gluteus maximus felt bruised lol. I could move onto my side and was able to bend my leg in a 45 degree angle.

My blood pressure was very low, my pulse was high and I felt sick. They said my heart rate was due to being in pain. I had a throbbing headache. All I wanted to do was sleep. My husband was so happy to see I was alive (lol). They tried to feed me a cheese sandwich which I spewed right out. The chocolate brownie however was delicious and surprisingly that stayed in  J.

When attempting to wee in the hospital and even having to sit on a mobile commode at this point my modesty had taken a back seat. I had had it all and embarrassment was now not an issue.

Fast forward to today and the wound has healed nicely. At first sitting on the toilet seat was painful but by being used to pain on a daily basis I had embraced this new pain and didn’t see it much of a big deal.

I am flared however my nerve pain is a 7/10 and burns, I just have to keep telling myself that my PN family (as I call them) told me the nerve has been released and after 6 years of being compressed it is going to take time to heal. Having said that having an emotional heart to heart with my hubby dearest about all my insecurities and worries did help.

He told me that he will always be by my side and it made me realise how lucky I really am. I have a mother-in-law ( who is over 70 by the way) has been brilliant taking care of me making everything I have ever done for her worth it. I have a family, a support network where as I know many people have to struggle along on their own and debilitating pain can take its toll on you.

I have had this pain for 6 years at first if anyone asked me if I was ok I would start to cry but slowly over the years you manage to work my life around the pain. I started to try and concentrate on the positives. I had to learn to sit slanted with my legs up, even in Pizza Hut just so that I could get my trips out. Avoidance of sitting did help reduce the pain. Also not doing so much and making sure I had my daily naps. I was really just doing nothing but along as the pain reduced I didn’t care and so I resulted to binge watching all the series I can think of.

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