So I always said that this blog was going to be about me being real with everyone that read it and I know that I have always claimed positivity is key however I am also going to be honest and say that I am not a permanent happy go lucky person and there have been points on this journey even in the first 6 weeks of coming out of hospital that have been REALLY hard. At about the 6 week point I had started back at the Sportspark doing some…
I am going to write this as covertly as possible to avoid getting anyone into trouble. When I came home from hospital the second time, life was absolutely great. The medication was working (even if it did smell funny and had some side effects), Jordan was home and I felt like life was getting back on track, even in the small ways. I was able to look after my house again (if at a slower pace than I was used to) and I was back in my safe space, able…
Finally, on 25th May 2020, I got to go home! I was honestly so excited and I couldn’t wait to be at home. I had been in hospital this time for over a week, been on an IV drip for a lot of it, had changes to oral medication and wanted to make sure that that didn’t derail the recovery. I had suffered through sore knees and ridiculously warm temperatures on the ward. We had had a secret visit of Jordan to the hospital to have breakfast with me that…