So It Begins...

I think I might have endometriosis.


I say "I think" because I haven't yet been to the OB/GYN- my appointment is tomorrow at 2:45. I was scheduled to see a different group (I'm a new patient), but couldn't get in for a month. I called another group yesterday and they scheduled me in for tomorrow. Talk about good timing! I'm familiar with both groups, as they both practice out of the hospital that I work at, and I was comfortable being seen by either, so I went with the one that could get me in soonest - me being the impatient person that I am.

It's kind of ironic, because my mom has been telling me to get checked out for ages. Her and my sister have both had severe (and I mean SEVERE) endo since they were teenagers. When I was 14, I started displaying the same symptoms (heavy periods, intense cramps) and the doctor put me on propholatic birth control. "It doesn't make sense to do surgery to see what it is, when the treatment will be the same either way" he told me and my family. He said that this was the best course of action until I wanted to conceive. I was 14 and didn't really think too much about making babies, so I took the pills for a couple years, then quit. My symptoms never came back, so I figured that I was the lucky one in the family (endo has a genetic link - women whose sisters or mother had endo have a 7x higher chance of developing the disease than someone without a family history).

That was until a few months ago. I started displaying endo symptoms again - only this time it's like they've come back with a vengence. And although I've been married (and not using contraception) for over a year, I've never gotten pregnant. Something is definetly up...