I woke up feeling pretty off today in my stomach and then just pretty low energy over all. It’s one week since surgery today and apparently it’s super common go down hill around this time so I’m just trying my best to take it easy. I’m still blocked me up a bit so I’m not sure if it’s that causing the nausea feeling or whether it’s part of the healing process. Morning coffee plan didn’t work straight away so I was feeling a bit stressed about the constipation situation. I started getting cramping pains. They got worse by around lunch time and then I had to run to the bathroom and holy shit. Literally. I was then on the toilet about 6 times with the opposite problem and it’s safe to say I am no longer constipated.
I’m starting to feel guilty in terms of not being as hands on as I usually am and seeing Nick need to take time off work/work less hours. I know I shouldn’t feel guilty and I deserve & need the rest but sometimes the feeling is so hard to shake off. The kids were out in the morning with Nick for swimming lessons etc and then they came home and went to bed after a play. While both kids were asleep I received a really sad phone call, and I still can’t even believe the news. My cousin died in her sleep last night. She went to bed and just didn’t wake up. I am still in such shock. My chest feels so heavy and sore. She has so many children that she is leaving behind, her youngest is only 6. Everyone is in so much shock over this, how does something like this happen? My poor Baba again is going to be shattered. She lost her sister a few days ago and now her grandchild. I feel so broken thinking about the pain she must be feeling lately. This sudden passing is such a huge reminder to cherish the people you love so much. Send a text, make a phone call… tell them you love them. RIP Monique 