Hello and good morning.
As you can tell from my utter lack of enthusiasm with my “good morning” that I’m here to open up about something that I still have trouble talking about. In some of my previous posts, I’ve mentioned that I’ll be going in for surgery this month. What I haven’t eluded to is why I’m getting surgery.
This is about to get extremely personal, so if you do not want to hear about “female problems” I suggest not reading any further. I am not here to offend or disgust, I’m just here to get something off my chest, because guess what, it’s my blog and I can.
What’s Wrong With Me?
I have actually written and rewritten this post multiple times over the past two weeks. This isn’t exactly a bookish topic, nor is it one that is casual enough to just throw out onto the internet. But this is something that I want to share because I’ve kept this quiet for so long.
Because I don’t really want to gross anyone out or make anyone (including myself) feel uncomfortable, I’m just going to give this an overall explanation. Once a month, I am wracked with insurmountable pain, vomiting for at least two days straight or more, nausea and cramping that lasts for days. When I’m not dealing with this, I’m counting down the days in between until I have to go through it all over again.
Seeking Medical Advice
When I made an appointment, after hearing my symptoms, I was told that I may have endometriosis.
I’m not a doctor, and I know I would just muck it up trying to explain it technically. To save my male readers (and female if this topic disturbs you) click here to find out more about endometriosis. This post is on the Mayo Clinic website, written by the Mayo Clinic staff. Nor am I affiliated with this site, it’s just the first one that I found that really seemed to explain this to me. Again, if this topic offends you, you do not need to click!
Preparing for Surgery
So my surgery, my laparoscopy, is scheduled for this upcoming Monday, October 15. In preparation I have been told that I need to stay off my regular prescription medications. I also can’t have ibebrofen, or aspirin, no caffeine, no herbal teas, no vitamins, or herbal suppliments.
Looking at that list, if they said no reading they’d basically take away everything that I incorporate in my everyday life. This past week has been terrible without caffeine or vitamins. And without my medication, the pain has been slowly creeping up on me all week.
After my surgery, I’m going to shock my system with so much caffeine. (Just kidding. Or am I?)
This Emotional Rollercoaster
I really just want this to be over with. Whatever it takes to get back to normal, though in hindsight, I guess I’ve never had that. I just don’t want this to continue dictating my life and playing with my moods. The worst part about all this is that I haven’t been able to talk to hardly anyone about this. I mean the subject matter is not something you should discuss at work (although I have with three colleagues I felt closest to). My husband, who has been with me through the worst of this, holding my hand in emergency rooms at four a.m., is the only one I feel that really knows what I’m going through.
But I guess, that’s why I’ve finally put this out there for the entire internet (or at least the select few that will come upon this page, and the smaller few that aren’t grossed out and will read this through).
I will update you all sometime after my surgery to see how things go. I want to thank all of you who read this and are letting me get this off my chest and until next time………………..