It has been 14 years! 14 years of paralyzing agony!
I guess you could say that my battle with endo began long before 1999 though. My mother was an endometriosis stage 4 survivor. She would notice those little indications and suspected that I was headed towards the same fate throughout my childhood.
Needless to say, like many of you out there the pains were chronic, and I very quickly lost my teenage years. The fun and carefree life that we should all experience during high school was taken up by early departures from classes, and solid weeks of school missed while I was bed ridden because of the hemorrhaging and pain, bad grades, and countless doctors appointments. Luckily, I had a stubborn mother on my side that would fight the doctors to look into the possibility of endometriosis. However, it wasn’t until after my third heart wrenching miscarriage before the doctors actually took me seriously.
For over two years, I drove four hours every two weeks to see my doctor in Toronto. Finally in 2006 I was diagnosed with Endo! I had a label! But that label came with no reassurance that it would get better! As I struggled to understand why I was going through this, I hemorrhaged every day for 16 months. I would pass out regularly, get dizzy, and the pain never went away. By this time my endometriosis cells had spread to my bowels and ovaries. My uterus was covered in cysts and the hormonal medications I was given stopped working. The doctors told me that I would need a hysterectomy (which I refused) and that I would never be able to carry a child full term. I was devastated!
Well, I proved them wrong! On December 10, 2012, I delivered my beautiful angel! The pregnancy was so difficult and I was considered “high risk.” But when I look into my daughter’s eyes, I can’t help but pray that she does not suffer the same fate that my mother and I have.
Now, the pain is back with a vengeance! I have chosen natural medicine this time around, as the doctors’ methods have never worked. I now have been diagnosed with IBS, an over active thyroid, and my endo has finally reached stage 4. But I will not let endo beat me!
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.