28 September 2015. When I look at this photo all I can see is the sheer exhaustion I was feeling at the time, not fully understanding why it was something that seemed to seep to the very core of my being.

I was 2 months post-op at this point, my body having undergone trauma as my femur broke after surgery, which then required further surgery. I was on a number of pain meds, including morphine. I thought it was just taking a long time for my body to recover, adjust to the meds and for my energy levels to come back up.

By Christmas I was falling asleep literally sat upright and mid-conversation with people and something didn’t feel right. I’d had 24 years worth of experience in operations, strong medication and post-op recoveries by this point and this was just … different.

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