I’m so pleased to be living.
I’m alive and well.
I don’t even know how long I’ve been there.
It was the best time of my life.
It’s not a good time to be a mum or a wife or a grandmother.
It doesn’t feel good to be here.
I feel like my body has stopped working.
I get a bit nauseous and have to lie down.
I haven’t had the chance to sleep for three days.
I’ve had a lot of nightmares and my thoughts have been racing.
The last time I had one, I was on the floor with my hands on my head and the door was locked.
I just knew that if I kept on sleeping I would die.
But the doctors told me I was too weak to live, so I woke up and put my hands up.
I was scared that I was going to die.
I thought, “I don’t want to die here”.
And I woke the next day and I was crying.
Then I got up and went to my GP.
It took me a while to understand what was going on.
I said, “Why do you keep telling me I’m too weak?
I’m only 14 years old, why do you want me to die?”
And the doctor said, “‘Cause I want to get my own surgery.”
I was 16 years old and had never had surgery.
But he was just so happy that I could go through the surgery.
He said, ‘You can do what you want’.
He was just a normal guy, who had no idea what he was doing.
I had my own surgeon and I felt like I was getting something.
But I wasn’t happy.
The doctors told him that I would need a hysterectomy.
I didn’t think I would.
But then my GP started telling me that it would probably be the best thing for me.
He went out to the surgeon’s office and he had my hystéctomy done.
I woke that night and thought, ‘This is all so amazing’.
It was so good.
I felt really good.
When I woke, the first thing I said was, “Thank you, Lord”.
I got to see a surgeon for the first time and I didn