Back again. And had some mental breakdowns 🙃

Friday was a great day. My son and I went to my besties, hung out and met her baby kittens. Nothing felt out of the norm. We had lunch and just chilled. Then we went home.

All of a sudden I felt SO. BLOATED. Like my insides were going to explode from the bloating pressure. I had to just lay there. I thought well maybe I can’t have hamburgers anymore, since that’s what we had for lunch. Then bathroom problems started. Then right before bed I threw up. I thought maybe I got rid of whatever was going on inside of me. Maybe the food just settled wrong?

Saturday I wake up and just know it’s going downhill. I felt the heaviness feeling inside of my pelvic area. The twisting and pulling feelings. Like someone is trying to rip my uterus out of my body, or ring it out like a wet towel 🙃 I called some friends while I was having breakdowns and they talked me through it.

I tried to ride it out at home. But Saturday night it was too much and I ended up in the ER. It wasn’t as bad of an experience as it what’s been in the past. But I was still feeling dismissed. So. I started speaking up more. I started correcting them when they said I was there for abdominal pain and throwing up. I let them know that actually it was more of my uterus and pelvic area and the throwing up comes from the constant intense pain. Plus I have so many other symptoms that go along with this. And they only ever focus on the throwing up. And I’m pretty sure that’s why I never get the care I need.

I was supposed to be getting an MRI on Monday (yesterday) and my anxiety was through the roof that I was going to miss it. Several people at the hospital told me I could possibly get it done here. I had nurses pushing for me to get it done and everything. I tried to ask the Dr. about it on Monday and before I even finished my question she said “no”. *Trigger mental breakdown* I started bawling my eyes out. I could barley talk. Pretty sure I was hyperventilating. And the end of all of that she said shed see what she could do. And I ended up getting the MRI. So to me, that means that it wasn’t that they couldn’t do it, they didn’t WANT to do it. So advocate for yourself! Don’t let health care works push you around. It’s not okay.

They then made me speak to a psychiatrist. Who was AMAZING. He validated me, told me in not crazy. He listened. He said he truly thinks this is something more serious and something needs to be done. He said he’d tell them he highly recommends doing the MRI and a couple other things. That was so great to hear.

Anyways, I hopefully will be out tomorrow. And will be taking my MRI to my new gyno and then the next step will be surgery 🤞🏼

Just because your illness is invisible, doesn’t make it invalid. 🤍

Also curious on anyone’s experience who has been on an Endometriosos journey?!

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