Hi, it’s been a long time and the main reason for leaving it this long is because nothing much was happening. I am in bed most of the time. At 5 weeks post op I decided to start going downstairs for lunch times and again still lying with my knees tucked in and on my side in order to eat. That has not been a problem.

I have stayed at home for the last 8 weeks, I started to go to my mums on Sundays like I used to at 6 weeks post op. Sundays is a family thing since years now. I have 5 sisters, 2 brothers, 2 sister in laws, 18 nieces and 10 nephews (God Bless Them). Honestly through all this I do feel if I didn’t have them I would have not made it mentally through these 8 weeks.

My twin has taken on the duty of doing my vacuuming, making food now and then and ironing the clothes every week. My other sister the one older than me and Sam (my twin) she takes my children to school in the morning, picks them up in the afternoon, feeding them and then dropping them off to mosque. The hubster did all of this in the first 3 weeks that he took off from work and now he makes the breakfast and brings it up. My mother in law has been absolutely brilliant and I know I have lived with her and looked after her for the last 13 years but I truly believe at an age of over 74 she did not have to take care of me. She has been so lovely she has taken on my cooking, cleaning, tea making responsibilities so that I can recover properly.

The reason I have added this information is because for each person recovery is different and at the same time family situations add to this not everyone will be as fortunate as me and my recovery and how I heal is a reflection of the help I get too.

Mainly I am laying down and doing nothing, well I am trying to actually read and understand the Quran; my faith is a big part of who I am. I am always aware that god is watching me and how I should be as a person (to be kind and considerate). I rely on god for everything, for me it gives a meaning to everything in my life and knowing that my pain somehow is reciprocated with rewards gives me great comfort and brings out a great deal of courage and patience in me. I know others may not have this and may have their own ways of thinking but for me knowing that even if this operation doesn’t work and I’m stuck with this pain, I will take great comfort in knowing that it will last as long as life itself and in the life of eternity all will be bliss (trust me it’s a good feeling being hopeful).

Having said that when I do move around a bit too much I still flare up and I’ve had a flare since I last went to my mums on Sunday and it is now Wednesday ( it does calm down with pain killers). I have been feeling a lot of anxiety the last few days maybe that has added to it.  I have stopped Gabapentin it always makes me put on so much weight and since my operation I have put on 9lbs so I am now on healthy eating diet. I am Pakistani full buttered curry dishes is what I am so I’ve had to limit that to once a day lol.

So right now I’m in this weird stage where I keep questioning will I get better? Especially if as and when I move it flares and I constantly remind myself that the girls on my Facebook said to give it time and I haven’t even reached the 3 months scary phase that most people have mentioned. I will keep you informed.

Also I did have a lot of incontinence at the beginning that is now getting better.