Six and a half years, six and a half hell filled years of ovarian cysts, or so we thought that was all. I can count on my fingers and my toes how many hospital visits there have been in those years. All I know is that I am crazy in debt because of it. I thought it was just cysts. Eventually, after fighting with financial advisers at the hospital, I had no choice. I had go to. I got clearance to see my ob/gyn and he tells me “don’t you remember you have endo?” My answer of course was no. I was totally puzzled. I didn’t even know what that was. In the six and a half years, I had no idea I had been “told” I had it. I have had years of constant, excruciating pain, which worsened when it came time for my period.
I begged my doctor to do something for all those years. He wouldn’t do anything but prescribe birth control pills. They never helped the cysts, and they definitely never helped the endo. The scariest part was that my fiance and I have been trying to have a baby for almost three years. He’s an infant/childhood cancer survivor and luckily we found out that he can still create a life. On December 4, 2012, I FINALLY got surgery. The doctor finally did it because he knew how hard we’ve been trying and how badly we wanted a family.
I ended up having two+ cysts removed, and all my endo that was visible was removed. They also found out that my colon and uterus had been attached, which has probably been like this for my entire life. My cervix was more than 90% closed due to scar tissue (unknown how it happened, but the doctor claimed it’s not from endo, I was probably just born that way). Endometriosis is a horrible thing to have to deal with. It’s taught me so many things about myself as a person. It may be debilitating at times, it may never get better, and there may never be a cure for it. It causes so many issues in your life until you can find a doctor who is truly willing to help you. I’m still trying to find the right person to see about it, but I have faith and hope. I’ll keep fighting for my health to improve again.
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