Share Your Story: Caroline

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Caroline was diagnosed with Endometriosis when she was 13 years old, and her fight has been a well-fought and busy one! Now 15 years old, she shares her journey with us today!

Caroline’s Journey: My name is Caroline. I am a 15 year old girl and deal with endo in everyday life. Lets start with a little info about me. I am a competitive swimmer, my team is very intense.

I was diagnosed with endo at age 13. Before endo with many doctors and tests including colonoscopy, endoscopy, MRI, cat scans and lots of ultra sounds and internal and external tests the found nothing wrong with me. I did find out I had IBS and now am on medication. We really assumed all my chronic pain was that and constipation on weekly basis.

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Share Your Story: Heather

Heahter’s biggest support through all of this: her husband

Heather was diagnosed when she was 24 years old. Now 41, she shares her Journey and what steps she’s taken to spread awareness about this disease.

Heather’s Journey:  My name is Heather Marie Kobza. I was diagnosed with Endometriosis at the age of 24. I’m 41 years old and live in Kentucky with my husband and two chihuahuas.

I’ve suffered with Endometriosis half of my life. I’ve had 5 surgeries and all were unsuccessful. I did 2 Lupron injections 8 years ago for the Endometriosis in my bowels. After the Lupron treatments my stomach completely stopped emptying and I now have a gastric pacemaker. I’m 1 in 4,000 people in the United States with a gastric pacemaker.

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Share Your Story: BMW

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BMW has asked that I share her Endometriosis journey with you today. She was diagnosed when she was 13 years old and is now 32. We live in the same area, so I look forward to getting to know her better!

BMW’s JOURNEY: 

Where to begin… As I lay curled up in the fetal position holding my stomach with one hand typing with the other. I find myself just wanting to talk to someone anyone… Wait no not anyone someone who understands. I’m in pain.

And not take a ibuprofen and lay down pain. But mental and physical anguish.

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Purging my fears

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As you know, this blog isn’t just a place for me to research and write about Endometriosis, or to share stories of other EndoWarriors…but it’s also my therapy.

And today I need to just let some stuff off of my chest:

Late yesterday afternoon, I received the final official confirmation that my bowel resection surgery is all approved by my insurance company.  November 26th is 10 days away. And it’s going to happen…

Prior to yesterday’s official proclamation, I was 100% purely excited.  “Get this damn disease out of me,” has been my honest response, followed by, “I’m not scared, I’m in good hands, I’m ready.”

Now? I feel as if I need to crawl into the depths of my nerve-wracked stomach.  I want to pull all the warm darkness around me and just shiver.  I’m scared.  I want to cry.  I want it to be over with.

All of the “What Ifs” come bubbling up.

What if they don’t find anything?  Even though there are photographs of big endo lesions on my small intestines…this is still my biggest What If.

What if we need to reschedule surgery because of (fill in the blank)?

What if they find more Endo and have to take MORE of my guts than originally intended?

What if I need an ileostomy bag?

What if the surgery doesn’t resolve my current pain?

What if my bowels don’t heal right, I leak, and have to go back in?

What if I suffer from future bowel blockages due to scar tissue?

What if I don’t wake up…?

I know in my heart-of-hearts that everything will be okay.  I’m in wonderful surgical hands.  I trust my surgeons completely. They’re incredible.  I’ll receive great care at Scripps Memorial Hospital for a few days until I’m released. My Mum will also be with me while I’m there.  And yet I’m still fucking terrified.

I’m terrified I’ll be perceived as weak in the hospital.  There’s a specific shoulder pain that comes with abdominal surgeries that makes me howl in pain.  It’s a noise I cannot suppress…  And for days after my prior laparoscopies, I am unable to get in and out of bed alone.  I cannot sit up without help.  I can’t use the bathroom without someone to help me get up and down.  I’m sure the nurses know this and are used to it, but I’m still worried I’ll be “that patient.”

And to top it all off?  I may very well be on my period during my surgery…

When friends, co-workers, and family members ask me, “Will this surgery fix you?” – I have to take a breath.  Then I have to tell myself I’m not broken.  THEN I explain (again) that this is an incurable disease.  That I hope it fixes it for a long while.  That I hope this specific surgery removes the source of my current pain.  

One co-worker even said, “I feel so bad for you because you’ve had so many health problems over the past few years.”  I wanted to smack her and yell, “I don’t have health problems.  I have Endometriosis.”  Such a knee-jerk reaction.   But I felt like she never really listened as I explained the illness, what it can do, why it can require so much surgery.   And it just hurt.

But having to explain it over and over again gets exhausting.

I pooped today.  The third time since 6:30 this morning.  And I cannot adequately express the agony of it.  First the right side (where my constant pain is) screamed.  Then the broken glass and barbed wire scooted across my lower abdomen…where it met up with the burning side of my left lower abdomen (which burns every time I have to shit) and finally killed me on the way out with a piercing pain.  Sitting on the toilet at work, trying hard to breathe through it and not cry out while tears escape the eyes…No good. No good at all.

Ten more days of nerves, and wondering, and playing this damn game in my head.  Ten more days of constant pain.  Ten more days of just really wanting it to be over with already.

I AM scared and nervous.  I’m in good hands.  I’m ready.  And I’m excited.

9 days, 18 hours, 59minutes, and 15 seconds to go…

And for some reason, as always, acknowledging and writing out what the heck is upsetting me always does help…at least a little bit.  So, thank you for being here to read this.   

Share Your Story: Janis

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Janis was diagnosed with Endometriosis when she was 35.  Now 39, she shares her Journey with us:

Janis Oenbrink;  August 1, 2018

Endometriosis changes the lives of many, and in multiple ways.  Infertility, pain, fatigue, depression, and a multitude of other miserable symptoms encompass the disease of endometriosis.  I have dealt with this disease for years, and along the way, been diagnosed with Irritable Bowel Syndrome, anxiety, depression, ruptured cysts, etc.…. as well as been called crazy, lazy, and a hypochondriac.

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Share Your Story: Dannielle

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Dannielle was diagnosed with PCOS when she was 16 and Endometriosis when she was 18 years old.  Now 19, she shares her Journey with us.  And she is a loud voice for self-advocacy!

Dannielle’s Journey:   Hello, my name’s Dannielle and honestly even though I’m young I kinda figured there had been something going on with my body.. in addition to endo, I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian syndrome at 16 as well. The initial process was confusing before I had ever been diagnosed with either PCOS or endometriosis, because after seeing multiple medical professionals, some were saying it was PCOS, and some mentioned endo, only to later on figure out I have both diagnoses now.

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New Study: Endometriosis, Anxiety, and Depression

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A recent study published in New Scientist magazine discovered that mice with Endometriosis proved to be more anxious and depressed than mice that did not have Endometriosis.  Behavioural changes in the mice with Endometriosis led to this conclusion.  It is believed by the authors that Endometriosis actually reprograms the brain, but it’s unknown as to how these changes occur.

Others believe that the anxiety and depression women with Endometriosis experience may be tied to their pain and infertility issues.  They believe that the way the body perceives pain has been altered, which affects anxiety and depression.

The authors hope that their findings now instigate more research as to how Endometriosis affects the central nervous system; not just reproductive health.

I myself will be doing more research into this topic, too!  Expect more ahead!

Resources:

New Scientist (November 2017) – Endometriosis Affects the Brain

~ Again, I am a layman. I do not hold any college degrees, nor mastery of knowledge. Please take what I say with a grain of salt. If curious, do your own research 😉 Validate my writings. Or challenge them. And ALWAYS feel free to consult with your physician. Always. Yours ~ Lisa

Share Your Story: Heather

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Heather was diagnosed with Endometriosis when she was 24 years old.  Now 37, she lives in Florida and has started “Heather’s Hope Endo Strong”, and is also a model advocating for chronic illness.

Heather’s Journey: I‘ve suffered with Endometriosis over half of my life. I’ve had 4 surgeries and all were unsuccessful. I did 2 Lupron injections a few years ago for the Endometriosis in my bowels. After the Lupron treatments my stomach completely stopped emptying and I now have a gastric pacemaker. I’m 1 in 4,000 people in the United States with a gastric pacemaker.

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Share Your Story: April

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April was diagnosed with Endometriosis when she was 30, but suffered with the pain for over 18 years before she knew what it was.  Like so many of us…Now 37, she lives in Ardmore, Canada and shares her story with us today.

April’s Journey: I was born in Georgetown Ontario in 1979, my parents and I moved to Alberta when I was 2 years old. I was a shy quiet kid growing up so and I still am quiet and somewhat shy at times lol, so it amazes me I am standing here today telling you my story.

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