I’ve been holding off telling you about how I got on during my first post-hysterectomy fully-penetrative sexual experience because I’m trying to put my usual (funny I hope) spin on events. The trouble is that getting back into the saddle proved to be rather serious business. I mean, I would have felt awkward climbing back on the horse after all this time even without the added complication of ensuring that none of my internal tenderness gets pushed about.
The hospital said that I would be perfectly OK to “climb aboard” between 6 – 8 weeks and we tried a small amount of penetration during the 6th week with no discomfort. So just before the 8th week, I decided I could wait no longer and threw myself at him.
I am delighted to report that all the things I really like about intimacy with Helios are still there. Everything appears to work and I’ve not been turned inside out during the experience. However, my stamina isn’t what it was and I asked to stop before I began to feel uncomfortable. Also, the following day or two I did feel a bit sore – as if someone had been poking a bruise deep inside. I didn’t bleed, but I was moseying like John Wayne the next day. It’s a fetching look if high fashion takes a distinctly “redneck” turn. (!)
To be honest, I probably should have looked at the hospital guidelines and added two weeks. They’ve got me on some sort of naff “speedy recovery” plan but let’s face it, a body can only recover so quickly after a strenuous surgery! I still think that, had I only had access to public transport, I would not have been able to manage after only four weeks recovery. It’s only because my work have been keen to look after me that I’ve had access to a car parking space so close to my office which, in turn, has enabled me to return fully-functioning to work as quickly as I have. With hindsight, I feel I should have known that waiting just a bit longer would have made the first journey in the saddle a bit more comfortable for me.
As it is, I feel as if I’ve taken a step back because I’m aware of where my cervix is. That may sound bizarre but I know my body and if I am aware of something, I generally find that it’s not quite right. This sensation, it’s not discomfort, it’s an awareness of that exact part. If it were working properly and totally healed, I would have no notice of it. I would take it for granted. I think of it like my laptop or my refrigerator – I know it works well and only notice when it’s not.
The plus side is that so far I’ve only had a little spotting for a couple of days about four weeks after my hysterectomy. I may be expecting more from time to time but I’ve not had more just yet. I’m still recovering well and am still taking care to pace myself.
Foxy
Foxy in the Waiting Room 