Lather, rinse, repeat

What can I say that hasn’t been said a million times on my personal blog over the past 12 years?

I’ve entered downtime. I’m in a pain flare.

My lower back has me walking hunched over because it’s locked up. I feel like a pillbug, folding up on myself. My lower uterus feels like it’s being scraped with a melon baller. My eyes hurt. My head hurts. My joints hurt.

Though here I sit, saying ‘Thank the gods’ it all happened this Tuesday, instead of next Tuesday, when I’m supposed to graduate 19 preschoolers.

But you know, it shouldn’t happen at all. I shouldn’t be in this much pain. I shouldn’t have to suffer like this, especially after two surgeries.
And how many of my endo sisters have had five surgeries? Ten surgeries? Twenty surgeries? More than that? With the same ZERO benefit?

And don’t EVEN get me started on other treatments and remedies. I have four printed out pages of treatments and remedies that didn’t stop the pain.

It shouldn’t be like this. How many more years will we go without a cure for Endometriosis? How many more generations still have to suffer like this?