The only way to treat my disease, short of surgery, which I can’t have because I have no health insurance and it costs $42K otherwise, is to stop the endo from spreading as much as possible, which means eliminating my period. There are really expensive drugs you can go on that put you through menopose [dangit, I know that’s not how it’s spelled but I can’t get access to that part of my brain!], or you can go on birth control pills and just never take the little green pills. Because I am broke, I use bcp’s.
Eventually of course, you do have to have a period. And so after about 5 cycles, this week is the WEEK OF DOOM!
Accordingly, I’ve been stoned out of my mind for the past few days. I can’t even focus my eyes.
I realized I hadn’t updated my blog in a while, and I came up with a topic for an entry, but as soon as I sat down to write….poof. Gone. Lost forever with more and more of my brain cells.
Sometimes I wonder which is worse, the pain or being high all the time. I hate being sweaty and stupid and drooling. I’d make a terrible junky. As far as I understand it, that’s all part of the appeal.