A 20 something girl suffering Endometriosis, documenting the glamour of day to day life with an invisible illness…
So it's been a good few weeks since I last posted, I'd say probably around 6 weeks. I have good reason for this, that I would like to share with you using a passage I wrote just under 6 weeks ago, describing my recent diagnosis of Depression.
Apologies for the delay since my last post. It's been a busy week...of doing not very much! One of those weeks you get caught up in the mundane...
It's been a few days since I last posted. Since the last post my pain has eased somewhat, the same is to be said for the bloating, and I've spent a couple of days planning my next steps to help myself.
The problem with a Chronic Illness is that often it isn't going to get better. And that is a mighty big realisation to come to. Unlike with a cold or a minor injury, there is no pill or bandage, your Dr can't help very much and will almost despair at the sight of you, there is no "7-10 days until you begin to feel better".
I've been treated to a few good days of late but unfortunately yesterday and today have not been so good.
I like looking nice as much as the next girl. But do you know what I like more? Comfort.
Visiting a Dr with any chronic and ivisible illness is a chore. I am certain any sufferer will agree. It requires great emotional preparation, homework and maybe a shot of something stronger than orange juice (although I don't drink, so I'm already on the back foot).
