After my first shift back at work last Friday, I ended up in hospital. The pain had become unbearable, and the infection in my incision made everything worse. It was one of those moments where my body reminded me, loud and clear, that recovery does not always go as planned. But despite that setback, I have bounced back surprisingly well this week, and I am honestly proud of myself for it.
I have worked four days this week, and while it has been hard, it has also been good to get out of the house and start finding a bit of normal again. Getting back into a routine has felt grounding in a way I did not realise I needed. The first day was the toughest. Driving for the first time since surgery was nerve-wracking. Every bump, every turn, every stretch of road reminded me how raw everything still is. But I did it. Slowly, carefully, I found my way back behind the wheel, and that small act felt like a huge step.
The infection has been a hurdle too, and of course, it had to be in the worst spot possible: the incision inside my belly button. It has been sore, uncomfortable, and definitely tested my patience, but the antibiotics are finally starting to help. It is just another reminder that healing is rarely linear. It is messy, unpredictable, and takes more strength than people realise.
Next week, I have my first appointment with an endometriosis specialised GP, and I will also be working with Jo Lincolne the Endometriosis Wellness Coach, which I am genuinely excited about. I am hopeful to learn more about how to slow down the regrowth and give myself more time between surgeries.
This week has tested me, but it has also shown me how resilient I can be. Healing does not happen overnight, but step by step, day by day, I am finding my way back.
The War Inside My Womb 
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