The only other person I knew who went through the same thing was a lady I work with. It didn’t even cross my mind that it would happen to me so never really gave it a second thought whilst pregnant.
It was two weeks to a month before I managed to feel up to getting out more and driving. I was probably fully recovered two-three months post partum mainly because I tore a hole in my stitches from slipping on wooden flooring so they took longer to heal.
I don’t think I’ll ever recover from the emotional/psychological trauma of it all, even two years down the line nearly, I still have times where I blame myself, where I feel guilty, where I hate what happened, where I wish I could go back and change what happened, where I wish I could forgot all the bad stuff or where I wish I could remember more about the good side of my sons birth. I have to remind myself when I go through the down times that I have a beautiful healthy son from it all.