Hi, I've posted on here in the past but have changed name.
I just want somebody to talk to really. I'm struggling with this so called life that I'm living.
I had my 2nd baby 5 years ago now. 'normal' vaginal birth. Left with anal & urine incontinence.
I've been through physio & have just been signed off as there's nothing they can do. I had an op with the colorectal team which stopped a lot of the pain, & reduced my skin tag so I'm incredibly greatfull for that. But I still poo myself. When I questioned this I got told that it was never supposed to stop the pooing myself. (I thought it was)
I was discharged from colorectal as 'Its just what happens after birth'.
I've just been re-refered to them.
I saw urology for about 5 seconds where the consultant sat down, drew a woman & explained that I could have the tape to stop the urine leakage but they aren't available right now & anyway I have to sort my weight out as I'm getting fat. He yawned the entire way through.
When I told physio that he didn't examine me they paused then said... 'He would of examined you' !?
I've just been re-refered to him again & seeing his name fills me with dead.
I'm not seeing him again. I refuse.
I did the urodynamics test which by some miracle I didn't wee myself. So that was useful.
I wee myself constantly. I can't wear pads all the time as they rub & make me sore. So I'm often just 'wet' down there. I often go to the toilet for a wee, wipe & there's all poo there. I sometimes have diarrea where it suddenly comes out & goes all over myself, in my vagina & everywhere so I have to clean all that.
I've lived like this for 5 years & it's fine, it's just my life. I will never meet anybody, for obvious reasons. It's just me. I'm so lonely.
I was reading another thread about a man who now dribbles urine & 'Stinks of piss' & he has so much sympathy. I got my baby so I get no sympathy.
I'm on another forum & people say that if you don't want sex in a relationship then all you can hope for for the rest of your life is friendship.
I don't even have any friends.
I hate my life & I spend a good portion of every day wishing that I weren't alive anymore.
My kids would have a happier time if our days weren't restricted to where has a toilet, panic If a toilet is shut, having to wait in the toilet while I try & dry myself, having to rush to the toilet when I need to go, & me hobbling around at home covered in sudocrem as I'm so raw down there from the pads.
They would have a happier life with somebody else.
i don't suppose there's anything that anybody can say, this is just a pity party really.