I never take sick days.
But at some point yesterday, my sore throat turned into nausea and then throwing up.
A lovely display which lasted throughout the evening.
And while I will drag my butt to work through even the most horrendous of endometriosis flare ups (if I’m not going to work, I’m going to the hospital), I wasn’t feeling quite as motivated in terms of this unknown illness that had me unable to keep even water down.
At least with an endo attack, I know what the issue is. With this, all I can guess is that I got the flu.
Which I haven’t had since I was a kid.
So I suppose it was time.
I was all prepared to cancel at least my crown appointment tomorrow, but after a morning spent napping; I think I’m on the mend.
I managed to keep breakfast down (at 1 in the afternoon – but I’m still calling it breakfast!) and my throat is starting to feel less and less on fire.
So whatever it was I had, I think it’s over.
I hope. Because that was no fun at all.
And I am completely over this last few days of being totally useless.
I have a friend out in the blogging world who is proving to be far less useless than me right now though, and so I wanted to send you all her way.
Pschall over at Endo Confessions has teamed up with a friend of hers in a fundraising effort for endometriosis. Jane is going to be running The Great Wall of China, and raising money for endometriosis research along the way. You can check out their efforts at Endure For The Cure. I know those ladies would appreciate any support you could give them, be it in the form of monetary donations or simply in helping to spread the word.
Over the last year, I have had a lot of people ask me about putting up a donation button on my blog to help fund my fertility efforts. My response has been the same every time I’ve gotten one of those requests. I have never felt right about people helping to fund my personal efforts (not when there are so many others out there suffering from this disease and fighting their own battles), but it would mean the world to me if more people gave to endometriosis research. This is a disease without answers, without relief, and without a cure. There is so little known about the causes or how it affects each woman differently. No one really understands much about endometriosis at all, which is why treatment plans are so hit and miss and the average diagnosis time is almost 7 years.
Meanwhile, those of us who have been diagnosed are stuck enduring. Hoping and praying for a cure, or even simply more answers, as we are taken out by the crippling pain this disease inflicts and are forced to watch our dreams of motherhood fade away.
It is a disease in need of more than a few voices.
And so, here I am begging. Pleading. Screaming.
(Courtesy of Google Images)
Enduring, for a cure.
Will you scream with me?
With us?
