Endometriosis: The Complete Reference for Taking Charge of Your Health
by Mary Lou Ballweg and the Endometriosis Association
2003
Weight: 2 lbs
Method of Disposal: Putting in a Better World Books bin
That last blog post took a lot more out of me than I intended or even realized until the next day. It seemed so simple and obvious. I like the post but, if I could go back in time, I would not have written it. My body and what we so often refer to as “heart” are reeling. I feel unstable. I do not know where I begin and how this ends. I am not sure what happened because of what I wrote and what happened for other reasons.
I am on progesterone for my PCOS. I know now that I go into severe depressions when I am about to start my period, but I did not know that for years because I never had regular periods and had no way to make the connection. I am hoping that this will end in 4 days. That is when I can stop taking the pills for this month. I take them the first ten days of every month so that they will control the cysts on my ovaries. I am learning to keep myself in check, remind myself that I don’t always feel this way, remember that it will end again, and that if I just endure it life gets so much better. SO MUCH better. How can I swing from being afraid of death to not caring about any kind of self-preservation every single month? It happens so fast and is so strange to me.
I have been on so many forms of birth control for so many years. I liked the patch because I felt like I was advertising and validating taking control of my sexuality, despite the fact that I was a lesbian using it to control my body. I liked the Nuva Ring because it was so easy, and I did not experience a lot of obvious negative side effects. I hated Depro Provera because it changed everything and wrecked my body. I had trouble taking the pills (several different brands)at the right times and consistently so ran into all sorts of problems. It has been an adventure, but I was ready to try something other than birth control. I was always taken off the bc for some reason or another, usually depression. I had a terrible gynecologist who once told me to suck it up, life was hard, deal with the depression. At the time, I was severely suicidal. I was going through a bad break up and recovering from rape. I was more afraid of myself than the cancer I might get if I was not on hormones. Now, I am in a different place, and I do think it might be time to suck it up and deal. If it really only lasts a few days or a week. It is too soon to know, but I am hopeful that this is the case.
I do know one thing now. I know that I do not have Endometriosis, something that was suggested by a gynecologist when I was 16. That is why I have this book, which I bought years later when I was in college. I am sure there is someone else out there that can use it more than me. I am not sure how to get it to them, but I am sure Better World will find someone on the interwebs who wants it.
**In other news, the lumps I was concerned about are going away and the doctor thinks there is nothing to worry about. Holler**
**In other news, the lumps I was concerned about are going away and the doctor thinks there is nothing to worry about. Holler**
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