I used to feel so broken having a prolapse, with no way out and no way up. It’s heart breaking when you’re told by medical professionals that you just need to live with it and there is no light at the end of the tunnel. We are conditioned to take these opinions as the bottom line, it’s hard to question them, and try and find the alternative.
I found this photo in my camera roll that I took a few years ago. I took it as I felt it portrayed my prolapse perfectly. I genuinely felt that the egg on the left was the old me and the one on the right was the new me, and how I felt about myself both mentally and physically.
Around this time my friend was diagnosed with prolapse too. She was devastated and we cried and then she shook it off and started researching what we could do about it. She discovered hypopressives and it all changed from there.
A lot has changed in the 6 years since I was diagnosed and there are now so many helpful free resources online, lots of different prolapse focused exercise programs and more and more pelvic floor physios available.
My advice would be to do your research and find out what works for you. I now feel like the egg on the left (if feeling like an egg is a good thing!) and want to give others hope that things can get better. Turns out you can sometimes put Humpty Dumpty together again!
Let me know what's helped you in the comments.
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