Day Sixteen:
Something I never thought I could do with my illness that I did was...
Hold down a relationship!
When I was diagnosed with Endometriosis in 2011, I was seeing a guy that I was head over heels for. We had a summer romance and I loved every second of it. I had surgery in October 2011, right before the Thanksgiving weekend. He flew back and spent the weekend with me while I was recovering from surgery. He didn't ask many questions, and I didn't talk about it much. He just saw bloody steri-strips on my tummy and knew that I had pelvic pain. When I flew out east to visit him in November, we sat on the couch and I told him about the disease I was diagnosed with. At the time, my doctor told me that unless I started trying for kids right away (I was 19 at the time) I wouldn't be able to conceive. We had a chat on the couch, and talked about wanting a hockey family. I flew home, and, over the course of a couple months, he left me.
I was crushed.
I loved this boy, and losing him was heartbreaking. I didn't handle losing him well, and I became very sick. I was on a harsh treatment that made me bleed heavily for months on end. I was incredibly skinny, barely 100lbs. My hair was thinning, I had purple bags under my eyes, and I was so weak I was falling down the stairs and fainting. During this treatment I was studying at the University of Calgary. I was struggling to concentrate because I felt so heartbroken and sore.
I was convinced, entirely convinced, that nobody could ever love me.Why would they? I looked like a heroine addict (the crooks of my arms were literally bruised green and purple from the amount of blood tests I had done- a couple every month) and I just looked so skinny and sick.
Amazingly, in February 2012, I was at the university bar with my best friend. We were meeting with a friend I had met in class. He had brought one of his best friends. The moment I saw him, my heart skipped and I just had to talk to him. I learned his name is David, and it took some gentle conversation starters to get him to sit beside me and put his arm around my shoulder. I was smitten-- and tickled pink. I didn't get his number that night, but a couple months later I finally burst and told my friend that I wanted David's number.
Trying to get David's attention like:
We've been together for 3 years and I love him so very much. He's loved me and taken care of me, and made me feel so very special. My boyfriend accepts my disease and does everything he can to help me through it. My boyfriend is a blessing. He's my best friend and he's the love of my life.
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| When his auntie saw this picture she thought we had run away and got married |
When I was diagnosed with endometriosis and my beloved left me without a word, I was convinced that nobody would ever love me or stay with me. David has proven me wrong and for this I am so very grateful.
Davey, I know you are reading this, and here's a shout out to you. Thank you for being my rock. You are the love of my life and I don't know where I would be without you. I am so lucky to have you in my life. You're the best, and I love you. Thank you for loving me even though I don't function like a normal woman. Thank you for putting up with me through the hormone treatments. Thank you for patiently waiting for me at the hospital while I was in surgery. Thank you for carrying me to bed. Thank you for making me feel loved and cherished, even when I don't think I deserve it.
Thank you for being my happily ever after
-Captain Lakie
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