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’You may never be able to run again’

The words kept ringning in my ears as I left the room.

The gynaecology nurse who had just fitted me with a pessary was very sweet and tried to be understanding. She had probably no idea how much those words actually hurt me, and that I would never be able to forget that moment.

Part of me wanted to lie down and cry and to just give up. But another part realised that I needed this too much. That this couldn’t be the end. I wanted to prove the nurse wrong.

I wanted to be able to run again.