Day Twenty Six
When someone is diagnosed I like to tell them...
Well good luck.
In all seriousness, I haven't been around for anyone's diagnosis with endometriosis. However, when I was working as a supervisor for a pet store, I remember this one day this girl walked into the store. She had a walker, and there was just something about her that I recognized. I had no clue who she was, but I knew she had endometriosis. Do you ever get those funny feelings? You have that 6th sense and you can just feel something? Well I talked to the girl, and perhaps I was a bit rude because I asked her what her health problem was. When she said "it's a pelvic problem called endometriosis" I wanted to cry, and told her that I had it too and I had an odd feeling that she had it as well. There's something about endometriosis, perhaps it's the constant, lingering pain, or perhaps it's what it does to a woman's confidence, whatever it may be, I saw it in her and we bonded over our illness.
If you're reading this and you suspect that you may have endometriosis, or you've just been diagnosed with endometriosis, I offer you my sympathy, but also some hope. Endometriosis is an odd disease, and it's different for every woman. Some women have a miserable time with it, and can't get their pain under control. Some women, however, aren't effected by it much and find it to be a minor nuisance in their life. If you're diagnosed, it's not the end of the world. It poses some challenges and some problems, but it won't kill you (though some times it may feel that way). My advice would be to build a strong support group, and keep yourself healthy. Love your body, even though you may feel like it's torturing you.
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