Regular readers will know, I've just had surgery for an ectopic pregnancy. I have three surgical wounds to my tummy which are still very sore, but slowly healing. There is also a sad part of me that has lost a pregnancy. These scars will always remind me of that.
I already had three scars on my tummy from an operation when I had Pylonephritis and Septicaemia, when I was pregnant with Bunny.
I have many scars.
I have a scar across my chin, from where I slipped and headbutt the floor, when I was very little.
I have three from a hickman line in my chest, when I had Leukaemia.
I have a big scar across my neck, from Thyroid Cancer last year.
I even have several tiny scars on my hands and wrists, from having so many hospital canulas in.
With the exception of my ugly BCG scar, all of my scars tell a story. They are my war wounds and ugly as they may be to others, I'm not ashamed of them. They are all a part of what has made me the person I am today.
Sometimes remembering the battles we have overcome, help us to be strong.
So I felt this quote would be perfect for #WednesdayWords...