No shame…


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I know, I know you must all be sitting at home thinking what on earth happened to thatwoman after she got all embarrassed at a urogynae appointment and spilled it all online. Why did she stop blogging? Is she dead? Or is she still scrabbling for her Oyster card and messing up her life?

30th October 2012

Shame


incontinence, patient, shame

I loved the film Shame. I found it moving, and simple, and complicated, and dirty, and clean all at the same time. I was drawn in but horrified, not by the central character’s sex addiction but the easy decline of me into voyeur, and the extent of that voyeurism. I was as pulled into the […]

20th August 2012

Hi Ho…


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…To the snatch doctor we go. Today, we are back to nether region #nostigma folks. Flange assessment and physiotherapy awaits and Newborn and I are dressed to the nines in honour of the sunny day; he’s in a still-glorious red, Nordic hand-me-down ‘gro and I’m in a black and coral dress over linen trousers with […]

6th April 2011

Flange Physio – Reality


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So I womanned up and took myself down to the urogynaecology physiotherapy department for my first appointment yesterday. Not my first ever appointment, but my first since Thing2 speedily tore his way out. The shadow of my last physical recovery from pregnancy/birth was almost blinding and I realised that I had been nervous about the […]

6th January 2011

Flange Physio – Anticipation


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Here’s the thing. The previous post about a happy memory being created was true. Truer however is that my propensity for stalling is second only to Spiderboy’s steadfast refusal to go to bed. As I wrote in my first ever post I wanted to try and be brave in this blog, and to explore some […]

4th January 2011