Last month, one single doctor’s appointment had three very significant firsts. Two of these firsts, I knew were coming. I spent the days before the appointment trying to dissuade myself of its significance, knowing from past experiences that keeping my expectations low is a necessary assurance. It was impossible though, impossible to deny that this…
Continue reading ➞ Prospects of living with and without endometriosis
I spent much of the last blog complaining that one problem with endometriosis is that eyeing it up as a suspect for any new or re-emerging symptom is unhelpful because treatment = surgery and waiting times = incredibly long, especially at the moment. Shortly after I wrote that, the universe said ‘hold my beer.’ The…
In my last blog I detailed my hesitation and resistance to my gynaecologist's suggestion that I have a second diagnostic laparoscopy (keyhole surgery) to look for endometriosis. It feels weird then, almost two months later, to be writing that this week I had that surgery. My hesitations varied from not wanting to repeat another painful…
Continue reading ➞ Vindication, endometriosis & some Douglas bloke | Pleasure Moans #3
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