One month. 🤯 It honestly feels like the longest and shortest month all at once. This last month has absolutely humbled me. I genuinely thought I’d be bouncing back way quicker than I have. Turns out having your insides rearranged, years of endometriosis cut out, three prolapses repaired and your ovaries whipped out isn’t something you just “walk off”. 😂 I’ve had days where I’ve felt amazing and convinced myself I was back… only to completely overdo it and spend the next two days waddling around like I’m pregnant - oh the irony!! It’s been frustrating because I’m rubbish at sitting still. I always think I can do “just one more thing”, and my body very quickly reminds me that’s not the case. And I feel like I can put people clothes on and quickly learn that’s still not the case. 😫 But despite all of that… I don’t regret it for a second. For the first time in ages, I actually feel hopeful. I know I’ve still got a long way to go, but I can already tell this surgery has given me a...