I unravelled again yesterday after my check-up with my plazzy surgeon, to the point where I needed to medicate. Not ideal. I don’t have an issue with them at all, but they’re closely associated with the fall-out of the trauma of my immediate post-op recovery. So in talking about not wanting to talk about not having phase 2 DIEP I started to undo. Yeah, that old mental loop. I was a bit gutted at my response as I felt like I’d failed. But the Insta Universe soon set me right and I gave my head a wobble. Thank you @itsjustahiccup for reminding me that I’m not alone and of the sweetness of determination for recovery that will prevail. . The self truth will out.
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