18 years of endometriosis, and 16 surgeries later, I would definitely consider myself a fighter.
Through Leuprorelin (Lupron), which was horrid, I was able to get pregnant with my oldest daughter (she’s about to turn 16). With continued surgeries, I was able to conceive my 12 year old daughter at the age of 27. I had her and my hysterectomy directly after giving birth, in order to stop my endometriosis. Well, for a “normal” person I guess that’s how it happens. I had my most recent endo surgery less than a week ago. I had 2 surgeries last year in Jan 2011 and April 2011. Both of which tested positive for endometrosis.
I had been sick most of my adult life but decided I had to take control of my life and how I handled each time I would get sick. I enrolled in college and graduated with a BA in Psychology on May 12th of this year with surgery pending until after I walked across the stage. That’s how it happened. The morning before graduation I was on the floor vomiting. I told my husband I didn’t even want to go because I could only put on track pants comfortably. My words were this, “I don’t want to dress up, I wish I had a Fight Like A Girl endo hoodie to wear.” Of course I dressed up, and put my smile on as big as I could as. I wanted my kid’s and family to know that no matter the struggle you fight through it, and it can be accomplished. The endometriosis attaches its stupid implants on to my bladder, vagina, colon and my walls.
So my prognosis…it will continue to keep coming back. I’ve tried every treatment suggested, done everything I’m suppose to. I try to just embrace the time that I am well, and fight through to the next surgery. I pray to God every time that this is the last of surgeries for something that has no cure for me. But I’m proud of at least being able to “Fight Like a Girl.” Many diseases don’t have that option, so I count my blessings daily!!!
God Bless those that are stricken with endometriosis, and their families that have to take care of them!!
Dee Dee Hunter
The informational content of this article is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.
This story is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.