H days: 4 months today

Dear friend,

Hurray for the holidays. I have endured the usual ribbing from family and friends about us teachers... Working so hard and how I... really deserve a holiday because it has been so long since my last one etc etc But I let the jealousy wash over me and paste on my wry smile and give my standard answer. Yes wasn't I clever to choose teaching as a profession, why didn't you? 

It's never really been part of my DNA to take things easy. I've always had a project on the go, big ideas to follow through. I considered writing a bucket list post. All the wonderful things I wanted to do with my boys this holiday, things I wanted to see, places to go, games to play... But to be honest I can't be bothered. I am wrecked. I seem to have been running at life at a break neck speed for the last few weeks and whilst we have had a fabulous time, I need to stop...

The thing is the world doesn't really want you to stop...


Title: H days my j=hysterectomy journey



It is exactly sixteen weeks (4 months) since my hysterectomy. To me that doesn't sound like very long, although it feels like a lifetime ago. Whilst I feel a million times better, I feel really tired.

But the world doesn't want me to stop...

I have twinges, usually brought on by too much physical exertion or carrying something heavy.

I have period pain (I still have ovaries) so although I don't experience a period I feel something, it is  strange...

I don't feel myself. The universe has suddenly tilted and my emotions are all over the place, one minute crying and the next so mad I want to hit something. Like my body is screaming at me via my hormones, what the hell did you do to me woman. 

There comes a point where it is no longer acceptable to be ill. Like the patience runs out...

You are back at work so just carry on as normal... 

There's the comments:
Are you still having problems??? I was back at work after 2 weeks... How long were you off???

The world doesn't want me to stop...

There's general life; washing... Ironing... Cooking... Cleaning...
You can't expect hubby to keep on doing everything (although he does his bit with washing & cooking)

The world doesn't want me to stop...

There's fun; I want to swim with the kids, walk at the beach, build dens in the woods and push them on the swing at the park. I want to be fun mum...

I don't want me to stop...

Picture of Catie with her 2 sons on Kings day. sons wearing orange crowns and carrying orange balloons
Enjoying King's day with the boys. 


Who is putting this weight of expectation on me, myself or others? In truth a bit of both...

I went to see my GP worried by some pains I'd been having and she advised me to go back to the consultant. But after some lovely advice from a fellow hysterectomy survivor I was able to see that I had been doing way too much... 

Some on-line research showed me that it can take around 6 months to feel back to normal...

So this holiday I am stopping!

I am letting the boys play on the computer and I am lying in bed until gone 10... I am watching TV and sitting in the garden in the sunshine. I am holidaying at home to the backing track of computer generated music...

And I am not going to feel guilty...am I?






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