I wasn’t sick, I was pregnant.
Please don’t mind the bag, I had to find something to put it in for now.
I consider myself a pretty healthy person. I exercise regularly, eat healthy, and am working on my mental health. I also have Endometriosis. I’ve struggled with infertility since I was 16. I have one fallopian tube left. So feeling healthy and being healthy are two totally different things. I stopped having surgery over 6 years ago because I was tired of the yearly surgeries and complications. So I’ve been on a “let my body do its job” path since then. So fast forward to now. I am not on birth control because I don’t like how it affects my body so I just keep an eye. I noticed about a month ago I was having pain on the side with my remaining tube but just told my fiancé to keep an eye on me. Three days ago I came down with what I thought was a cold and some slight cramps. Along with slight spotting. I never spot so I thought this was not like me. I had mentioned it to my mom yesterday, that I might test if my period doesn’t come. Last night, the fiance and I were partaking in bed time festivities. After, we noticed I was bleeding a ton! I looked down and that’s when I saw our baby. I was in complete shock.
Today I woke up feeling slightly depressed, all the questions are going through my head. I had to stop and remind myself that it was okay. My way of thinking of losing a baby is they are angels not meant for this world. Too pure that the higher being needed them. I am hurt but I know that my time will come. Rest is the most important thing for myself right now and I need to make that priority. I am a little disappointed because I was halfway through a fitness challenge I was pushing myself really hard on. But I know I can return to it once I heal and finish what I started. I’m sharing this to give an inside POV of what it’s like to live with endometriosis and what it’s like having a miscarriage. It’s traumatic, raw, and one of the hardest things I have to endure in life. One thing I do know though after years of experience is, I can make it through this and my day will come to be an amazing parent. It’s just not the right time yet. And that’s perfectly okay. I have more time to plan and work on myself. Things a lot of parents don’t get. As far as my Endometriosis, it is a daily battle. I have been feeling better this year but it has been a rollercoaster. I wouldn’t wish Endo on my worst enemy for what it has taken from me. I hope and pray for a cure or treatment that works. Until then I will keep trying to live my best life despite the cards I have been dealt.
Endometriosis is a complex condition that affects many individuals, often intertwining with issues of fertility and pregnancy. As someone coping with this chronic illness, it’s important to share experiences that resonate with others facing similar challenges. Miscarriages can be particularly overwhelming, invoking feelings of grief and loss. Many women feel isolated during such times, not realizing that support and understanding can foster healing. Educational resources are critical in promoting awareness about endometriosis, as many suffer in silence without proper diagnosis or treatment options. Recognizing the symptoms—such as chronic pelvic pain, irregular periods, and infertility—can lead to earlier intervention. Furthermore, discussions around mental health are vital, as individuals manage the psychological impacts of both endometriosis and pregnancy loss. In navigating these experiences, connecting with support groups, seeking therapy, or engaging in healthy coping mechanisms can aid in emotional recovery. Moreover, advocating for oneself in medical settings is a powerful way to ensure that needs are met; patients should feel empowered to discuss their symptoms and pursue treatment options actively. There is hope, and while the journey may be fraught with trials, many individuals find strength in their stories and community, fostering resilience and understanding in their paths toward healing.
I personally haven’t had to deal with these issues, but all the women around me have. My sister lost her first baby, my mother has had a still born and a miscarriage and my best friend can’t get pregnant. I’ve seen the pain and toll it takes on them, loss is a terrible thing. But I love the way you put it. You’re obvious