![]() It was as if my old best wonder of a doctor had turned into a man somehow. His office got me in within a week during the Thanksgiving rush. The doctor that could help me could be from outer space for all I cared at that moment. I didn’t want to see a man.Ĩ years later, enter that double-you-over, can-barely-move, unrelenting fresh kind of pain. She knew what it was like to have at least some female pain, she’d had kids for pity’s sake. I mean, my doctor might not have had endometriosis, but at least she had all the parts. I wasn’t to the point of needing another surgery yet, and there wasn’t really any more a specialist could do for me at that point other than continuous birth control, which I was already doing.Īnd to be honest, I didn’t want to see a male gynecologist. I asked, “Is mine complicated?” She’d looked at with me big eyes and nodded. “He specializes in complicated cases of endometriosis,” she said. So once again, she was going above and beyond to get me the treatment I needed. I later learned that he was outside of her medical system’s network. On my last appointment with my favorite doctor, before she left private practice, she slipped me a card with the name of another doctor. This pain is nothing like that.” But I’d ruled out virtually everything else and no one knew what was going on. The pain I’d had before was limited to the pelvic area, and this new and strange torture was shooting through my whole abdomen-my stomach, my sides, wrapping around my flanks-it felt like my organs were somehow stuck together and pulling on each other. ![]() But this pain was unlike anything I’d ever had before with endo. They gave me an injection that plugged me up for a week and didn’t even touch the pain.Īfter realizing nearly everything had been ruled out, the idea of endometriosis popped into my head. So they deduced that I must have irritable bowel. The doctors who saw me in the ER were puzzled to see my appendix looking quite normal. I thought for sure I would burn out the heating pad.įinally, the pain became sharp in the middle of my stomach and started moving around to the side, so I figured I’d better go get a CT scan in case appendicitis was trying to set in. The pain would wake me up during the night when it would time out. I could do nothing for a whole month but sit with a heating pad on my stomach, day and night. Also, if you or someone you love deals with a chronic illness, my heart goes out to you! My goal is to encourage you in whatever struggles you’re facing, so please consider yourself virtually hugged by me! xo That means some things might be TMI for some people, so feel free to read at your own discretion. My goal in sharing my story is to be open and honest in order to help bring awareness to endometriosis and other chronic/invisible illnesses. Warning: This post contains material that may be sensitive to some readers. An x-ray showed no stones anywhere, and everything looked normal. I went back to the doctor and there was still blood in my urine, but yet again, no sign of infection. Burning, stabbing, sharp, aching, pulling, dull, throbbing-you name it. It would move around, it would be everywhere all at once, and it was all different kinds of pain. My bladder just felt so heavy, and I started having pain all over my abdomen. They gave me an antibiotic anyway, and I improved a little. I had flank pain, a fever, and when I did a urine test at the doctor’s, there was blood, but no sign of infection. Until 2 days later when it was back with a vengeance, and my bladder was burning unlike anything I’d felt before. I used to get them all the time before my endometriosis surgery-even as often as 1-2 times a month-but I hadn’t had that issue for years. Want self-care tips to help you conquer life with endo? I’ve got you covered! Get the password for the library with the free 16 Must-Have Self-Care Items for Endo Warriors cheat sheet here by filling out this form:Ībout 5 months ago, I thought I had a bladder infection. Prefer to watch or listen instead of reading? Check out my video Inside Endometriosis here! This is the conclusion of my story and how I’m not just fighting but conquering endometriosis! It’s often referred to as endo by those who suffer from it. Endometriosis is an “invisible” chronic illness that affects 1 in 10 women.
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