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Friday, August 25, 2023 ยท 11:56 AM ·  

Arches in Arches ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿผ #survivor

Recently I’ve had to do a lot of reflecting on how far I’ve come since I often get blocked in not being exactly where I want to be. But wow I’ve come a long way.

Little does anyone know that from the months of Dec 2021 to Oct 2022 I couldn’t go to the restroom, pee or bowel movement, without screaming, crying & often passing out from the pain. Peeing was horrendous. With each bowel movement I experienced a rectal prolapse, a condition when part of the large intestine slips outside the anus. Literally after I pooped or attempted to poop I had to push my large intestine back inside me, which hurt like hell. Especially when it didn’t want to go back in. I was unable to drive for months due the severity of pain & sickness. The purchase of an out of budget expensive therapeutic mattress became a necessity as I could not lay down without rolling around crying in the attempts to get comfortable & try to sleep when ever single position was painful. Non-sexually (sad that I feel the need to put that in here) I was unable to wear underwear or anything other than my loose pajama shorts due to the extreme inflammation & sensitivity of my pelvic floor. Back in Dec of 2022 is when I could not bear the touch of most clothing. I could barely apply lotion to myself without crying from my own touch for months. I could not lean forward or back. When I dropped something others had to pick it up for me since squatting was out of the picture too. Sneezing, coughing & laughing were hazardous as well. I was pretty much living in a state that everything could hurt me. Which is an awful place to be.

Looking at these pictures + myself in the current moment as I type this post while reflecting & chilling comfortably in a child’s pose variation, I’m very fucking proud of my progress. Doing wheel pose for the first time on a 15 mile hike in Arches, fucking YES!! I’m able to drive & long distance at that. I can sleep on different mattresses, apply lotion & even massage the fascia, wear more fitting clothing, go to the restroom without balling my eyes out, rarely deal with the prolapse. I’m in a rest period now but I’ve come a long fucking way โค๏ธ xxx

 Arches National Park 
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Arches in Arches ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿผ #survivor Recently I’ve had to do a lot of reflecting on how far I’ve come since I often get blocked in not being exactly where I want to be. But wow I’ve come a long way. Little does anyone know that from the months of Dec 2021 to Oct 2022 I couldn’t go to the restroom, pee or bowel movement, without screaming, crying & often passing out from the pain. Peeing was horrendous. With each bowel movement I experienced a rectal prolapse, a condition when part of the large intestine slips outside the anus. Literally after I pooped or attempted to poop I had to push my large intestine back inside me, which hurt like hell. Especially when it didn’t want to go back in. I was unable to drive for months due the severity of pain & sickness. The purchase of an out of budget expensive therapeutic mattress became a necessity as I could not lay down without rolling around crying in the attempts to get comfortable & try to sleep when ever single position was painful. Non-sexually (sad that I feel the need to put that in here) I was unable to wear underwear or anything other than my loose pajama shorts due to the extreme inflammation & sensitivity of my pelvic floor. Back in Dec of 2022 is when I could not bear the touch of most clothing. I could barely apply lotion to myself without crying from my own touch for months. I could not lean forward or back. When I dropped something others had to pick it up for me since squatting was out of the picture too. Sneezing, coughing & laughing were hazardous as well. I was pretty much living in a state that everything could hurt me. Which is an awful place to be. Looking at these pictures + myself in the current moment as I type this post while reflecting & chilling comfortably in a child’s pose variation, I’m very fucking proud of my progress. Doing wheel pose for the first time on a 15 mile hike in Arches, fucking YES!! I’m able to drive & long distance at that. I can sleep on different mattresses, apply lotion & even massage the fascia, wear more fitting clothing, go to the restroom without balling my eyes out, rarely deal with the prolapse. I’m in a rest period now but I’ve come a long fucking way โค๏ธ xxx  Arches National Park 
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Arches in Arches ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿผ #survivor Recently I’ve had to do a lot of reflecting on how far I’ve come since I often get blocked in not being exactly where I want to be. But wow I’ve come a long way. Little does anyone know that from the months of Dec 2021 to Oct 2022 I couldn’t go to the restroom, pee or bowel movement, without screaming, crying & often passing out from the pain. Peeing was horrendous. With each bowel movement I experienced a rectal prolapse, a condition when part of the large intestine slips outside the anus. Literally after I pooped or attempted to poop I had to push my large intestine back inside me, which hurt like hell. Especially when it didn’t want to go back in. I was unable to drive for months due the severity of pain & sickness. The purchase of an out of budget expensive therapeutic mattress became a necessity as I could not lay down without rolling around crying in the attempts to get comfortable & try to sleep when ever single position was painful. Non-sexually (sad that I feel the need to put that in here) I was unable to wear underwear or anything other than my loose pajama shorts due to the extreme inflammation & sensitivity of my pelvic floor. Back in Dec of 2022 is when I could not bear the touch of most clothing. I could barely apply lotion to myself without crying from my own touch for months. I could not lean forward or back. When I dropped something others had to pick it up for me since squatting was out of the picture too. Sneezing, coughing & laughing were hazardous as well. I was pretty much living in a state that everything could hurt me. Which is an awful place to be. Looking at these pictures + myself in the current moment as I type this post while reflecting & chilling comfortably in a child’s pose variation, I’m very fucking proud of my progress. Doing wheel pose for the first time on a 15 mile hike in Arches, fucking YES!! I’m able to drive & long distance at that. I can sleep on different mattresses, apply lotion & even massage the fascia, wear more fitting clothing, go to the restroom without balling my eyes out, rarely deal with the prolapse. I’m in a rest period now but I’ve come a long fucking way โค๏ธ xxx !Arches National Park!<br> @taylor_munholland


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Arches in Arches ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿผ #survivor Recently I’ve had to do a lot of reflecting on how far I’ve come since I often get blocked in not being exactly where I want to be. But wow I’ve come a long way. Little does anyone know that from the months of Dec 2021 to Oct 2022 I couldn’t go to the restroom, pee or bowel movement, without screaming, crying & often passing out from the pain. Peeing was horrendous. With each bowel movement I experienced a rectal prolapse, a condition when part of the large intestine slips outside the anus. Literally after I pooped or attempted to poop I had to push my large intestine back inside me, which hurt like hell. Especially when it didn’t want to go back in. I was unable to drive for months due the severity of pain & sickness. The purchase of an out of budget expensive therapeutic mattress became a necessity as I could not lay down without rolling around crying in the attempts to get comfortable & try to sleep when ever single position was painful. Non-sexually (sad that I feel the need to put that in here) I was unable to wear underwear or anything other than my loose pajama shorts due to the extreme inflammation & sensitivity of my pelvic floor. Back in Dec of 2022 is when I could not bear the touch of most clothing. I could barely apply lotion to myself without crying from my own touch for months. I could not lean forward or back. When I dropped something others had to pick it up for me since squatting was out of the picture too. Sneezing, coughing & laughing were hazardous as well. I was pretty much living in a state that everything could hurt me. Which is an awful place to be. Looking at these pictures + myself in the current moment as I type this post while reflecting & chilling comfortably in a child’s pose variation, I’m very fucking proud of my progress. Doing wheel pose for the first time on a 15 mile hike in Arches, fucking YES!! I’m able to drive & long distance at that. I can sleep on different mattresses, apply lotion & even massage the fascia, wear more fitting clothing, go to the restroom without balling my eyes out, rarely deal with the prolapse. I’m in a rest period now but I’ve come a long fucking way โค๏ธ xxx !Arches National Park!<br> @taylor_munholland
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