Hi and thanks for the welcome. Now that I have some time I will tell my story
I hope it's ok that I am in this forum area and am already pregnant. I hope that my story can give others with endometriosis hope and help everyone realize that blessings do exist.
Let's start when I was 11 years old, in grade 6. I was the first girl to get my period and my friend told the world and they all made fun of me until a few other girls got theirs. My periods started extremely heavy, like fill doubled up pads heavy. As I got a little older I started getting severe cramps to the point that every month on that day I'd have to leave school cause I'd almost throw up from the pain. This went on for many years and it was just kind of accepted by my doctor as the way it was for me.
When I was 18 I went to the hospital with severe pain in my lower right side and vomiting. They admitted me right away due to fear of it being my appendix. It turned out to not be my appendix but after further tests and ultrasounds it was determined that I had remains of a cyst that had burst and another very large cyst. I chose to schedule surgery to have the other cyst removed and during that surgery they found the endometriosis and removed all of it as well.
After diagnosis they tried me on a steroid pill that I had an allergic reaction to and ended up covered in hives, ew. I then went on a steroid nasal spray that made my body think I was in menopause. This prescription ruined me for the 8 months that I was on it. I lost a major amount of weight because I went two weeks eating only an english muffin a day and just didn't want to eat anything else. I was depressed, anxious, moody etc etc etc. It was horrible.
When I was 21, I had my second surgery but this time she couldn't clean it all up. My right ovary had fused to the tube between my bladder and kidney and in order to clean that up it meant major surgery, three months out of commission. So, I just went into monitor phase and went on the pill.
Over the years I still had severe cramps and super heavy periods but I just learned to live with it. I also had irritable bowel syndrome and a whole multitude of stomach issues that I had a hard time dealing with and I ended up with panic and anxiety. I didn't want to have to run to the bathroom while I was in public, so I hardly went out, and when I did go out I was constantly worried.
My doctor has been telling me since I was 18 that I needed to have kids early and not to wait till over 30 because of the chances going way down. She also told me that if I waited till over 35, I'd have next to no chance of having kids. Well, you know what, I was wasn't going to have kids till I was married and stable and that's all there was to it for me.
I turned 35 in February and married the man of my dreams in May. My husband is supportive and wonderful. We have had more than a few conversations about having kids and what if I can't. We both really want kids but were willing to accept if I couldn't. We decided together that I would not go through a whole bunch of fertility treatments and mess with my body that way. We believed what was meant to be, would be.
In August my husband and I decided we'd stop taking precautions (pull out was our precaution since I went off the pill in January).
In September I had an appointment with a new ObGyn to discuss how I could find out if I was able to conceive. He told me that the first step was to make sure my tubes worked with a special ultrasound that they put dye in you and watch it to make sure if goes out the other end of the tube and makes it to the ovary. I was to wait till the first day of my next period, which would have been around October 23rd and then call to book the ultrasound. And guess what? My period never came, so instead of getting that ultrasound, I got a positive pregnancy test and I was absolutely elated.
You see, my husband is in the military and he was leaving October 8th (right around when I would have ovulated). He was leaving for over two months, so of course we had to get some extra quality time in together. I had to go through the worst of the first trimester alone, which is probably a good thing since I was exhausted and nauseous 24/7 and he didn't need to see me like that. I'm not complaining though, growing a baby is a pretty good reason to feel like crap.
This past Wednesday my husband came home, it was an amazing homecoming. He got to accompany me to my first ultrasound this past Friday at 12 weeks and we got to see our baby for the first time together. How amazing it was to see that heart beating and the baby was squirming and wiggling non stop in there for the ultrasound.
I believe in what's meant to be, will be. Keep your heads high and your positive thoughts strong ladies. Love to all.
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