Throughout high school, I began to notice subtle signs of discomfort during my menstrual cycles, but nothing alarming. Over-the-counter medications offered temporary relief, masking the underlying issue.
As I entered adulthood, the pain intensified, disrupting my daily life. Seeking help, I consulted with doctors who suggested simply skipping periods, a temporary fix that only delayed the inevitable.
It wasn't until I turned 24 that I received a diagnosis of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (PCOS), offering a glimmer of hope for recognition and treatment. However, the journey ahead proved to be a rollercoaster of disappointment and disbelief. Despite being prescribed medication and advised to alter my menstrual cycle, my concerns were dismissed during subsequent appointments.The pain persisted and escalated as I approached my mid-twenties.
My partner and I decided to start a family, a decision met with excitement and trepidation. Despite our efforts and commitment to a healthy lifestyle, conception remained elusive. Meanwhile, my periods became increasingly debilitating, leaving me incapacitated and reliant on pain relief measures that offered little solace. Desperation drove me to seek emergency care, where I endured rounds of tests and consultations, only to be sent home with pain medication and no concrete answers. Each month brought a new level of agony, rendering me unable to fulfil work obligations or enjoy basic activities.
Finally, after enduring excruciating pain for weeks, I sought help from my doctor once more, fearing the worst. Suspecting appendicitis, I was rushed to the hospital, where further tests revealed a harrowing truth: my ultrasound showed signs highly suggestive of endometriosis. The diagnosis brought a mix of relief and apprehension, marking the beginning of a new chapter in my journey.
With a referral to a gynaecologist, plans for a biopsy, and discussions of fertility testing with my partner, the road ahead appears daunting yet hopeful.
As I await surgery scheduled for June, I brace myself for the challenges that lie ahead. My journey is far from over, but with each step forward, I cling to the hope of a future free from the shackles of pain and uncertainty.
I'm far from done with my journey but I really wish I advocated more for myself earlier and listened to my body - Advocate for yourself, you know your body better than anyone else!
- Alisha