It was 29 October 2018. It had been seven weeks since the birth of my second child, the bouncing baby boy who had joined our little family. What I had anticipated to be a pretty straight forward elective Caesarian Section and recovery, turned out to be quite astonishingly complicated. You know it’s complicated when I, of all people, had no time for social media updates. There was no ‘Hello everyone! Meet Moeketsi Ryan who arrived at 6:34am on 9 September. Mother and Baby doing fine’ – followed by 200 likes and 90 congratulations. Mother was not doing fine. I had spent seven weeks in and out of hospital with endless issues following the delivery. Fever, paralytic ileus, pain, cracked nipples, embarrassing milk supply, sore back, upper respiratory tract infection, sore tummy, sore everything. As an out-patient, doctors passed me on to one another. My gynae said go see the surgeon. The surgeon said go see the radiologist. The radiologist said go back to the surgeon. The surgeon said g
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