Note: This post spans a period of two days, covering my entire hospital stay. Ouchie McOucherson. That’s about how I feel right now. Because surgery hurts, no matter whether it’s “just” a laparoscopy or not! But luckily I have this -> to help me. Yay for Dilaudid PCAs!
Dear David, When you asked my daddy for permission to marry me, I know you had no idea what you were getting into. But then, nobody could have anticipated what was going to happen.
In my last entry, I mentioned at the end that endometriosis wasn’t done with me yet. Well, it might be, but not the lasting effects that endometriosis can have on the body.
I sat on the toilet in our hotel room, slumped over with my chest on my thighs, desperately wishing it would end so I could get some sleep. Alas, no sleep would come until I was rendered unconscious in the OR by the mechanisms of modern medicine several hours later. The clock was slowly…
Where does anyone in the 21st century turn to for information? The Internet, of course. Which takes us back to where we left off at the end of my last post. Hopeless, in more pain every day than anyone should have to endure, and looking for support from people who could relate to what I…
I don’t know when or how I first developed endometriosis. No one really knows, as most people with endometriosis fight through years of misdiagnosis after misdiagnosis before finally, after ten years or so, landing on the correct diagnosis. Theories abound regarding how this disease arises, from an outdated and pretty well debunked theory by…
