Oh endo, why art thou back?
I find it somewhat ironic that since sharing an old post for Endometriosis Awareness Month, I’ve been in increasing amounts of pain. So much so that my voice is husky and I was sent home early from work. The fatigue has dropped like a curtain behind my eyes, eyes that are ever brimming with tears of frustration, sadness and hormones. I should rewind a bit as I realise I’ve not posted since before my second surgery. In October 2019 I had excision surgery with an endo specialist. I was in hospital over night, on oxygen and good pain killers. Apart from one stupid doctor - who told me I was infertile, late at night, while on my own, mistakenly - it was a much better experience compared to my first surgery. She got all the deep spots of endo and checked my fallopian tubes which are all clear. Since then I had mainly good, pain free/super low pain days. I’ve learnt my triggers (processed cheap meat, too much dairy m