3 years of fistula freedom
I’m back in Bangalore to do Panchakarma (which I will also write about), and through sheer chance, it’s coincided with my 3-year fistula free anniversary! I didn’t even realise till after I’d arrived. Love it. My butt and I will celebrate our buttversary here. Coming back has been wild. The whirlwind of memories and emotions that hit you in the face and leave you blindsided is intensely overwhelming! The energy here is very wow. I planned on writing an annual update on my recovery, but neglected to do one last year as I lost my beautiful father and was not coping well (one of the many reasons I’m here). So, now it has reached 3 years. And what do I have to report about the physical recovery since fistula freedom? Nothing really! I no longer have any sensations or glitches in the area (that ended long ago, after the first year)…I no longer adapt to, or have any automatic reactions or hesitations to how I move or sit like I used to, when I had to accommodate the pain…I no lon...