I do take it personally when you had to have been following me in order to DM me but then when I tried to DM you back, I couldn’t because you weren’t following me all of the sudden.

If you remember after meeting you at Blissdom I fell absolutely head over heals for you. YOu are the most precious of all precious bloggers out there.

As for taking things personally, geez seems the other way around to me. Especially when I had given you examples of me having surgery and then trying to blog or tweet and I referred to my own state at those times “drunk blogging”. I can’t imagine how that could have been misinterpreted either since you did indeed know that the joke was as much on me as it was on anyone else.

Again, I fell absolutely in love with your sweet personality at blissdom but it seems that ever time I turn around I seem to be pissing you off.

And, honestly, after our meeting, I thought you understood me as much as anyone.

Again, I’m sorry that this has even become an issue but I am not one of those viral nasty people who surf the internet hunting people to be mean to. You know that as well from our discussion before.

I was trying to give you 2 good examples of where my efforts just like yours were successful and that you could hopefully draw some strength from. I hate this, it bothers me, not that I take it personally as much as it is painful because I wanted to be helpful not hurtful.

I never stopped following @jareason.

I never started following @The_Jerri_Ann.

Darlin, you need to stop taking things so personally.

Just because someone isn’t following you doesn’t mean they don’t like you and just because someone unfollowed you also doesn’t mean they don’t like you. You changed your twitter name. Other times twitter takes it upon itself to unfollow people for you. There are MILLIONS of people on twitter and I know I can’t keep track of them all.

As far as @avitable is concerned. I have no responsibility for what my commenters say. So. Sigh.

Steph

I had stage 4 endometriosis and when it was all said and done, endometrial tissue was removed from under my lungs and out of my nose. Yes, you heard me right, out of my nose. My mother currently has endometrial cancer in her lungs. Not lung cancer, lung cancer is much more serious. It’s endometerial cancer in her lungs.

So, when people look at me funny and say, “you had endo where?” I know with all certainty that my endo was serious.

First of all, the way we found the endo that was in my nose was after a nose surgery (broken nose)and a round of lupron, I had this horrible hole in my nose, in the septum My Gyn suggested that since the endo was in far away places like under my lungs and binding my colon, he would suggest that I have the tissue in my nose tested if I ever had to have surgery again. And, again came. This time a sinus surgery and indeed the results were in, endometrial tissue in my nose.

That is documented in a medical magazine somewhere, it was early 90′s and I have it somewhere…..

Anyway, my experience went like this and I was not trying to get pregnant, I was trying to live a normal life and work 5 days a week like a normal person.

I had my first round of lupron which consisted of one shot a month for three months. The dosage of this degree of Lupron is recommended to be used once in a person lifetime. (That’s important later).

I was then someone’s experiment and I was given synarel (a very very expensive drug at that time) by a drug company and it came as an inhaler. One squirt in each nostril in the morning and one in each nostril at night. For 30 days.

I did that, for 3 months. I did 3 more months of lupron (although it isn’t recommended in large doses like that, I was desperate to be normal) and I had another lap. The biggest issue for me, other than having it in my nose which always resulted in a bloody nose with my visitor (which I wasn’t getting while on these medications)…I had it attached to my colon, wrapped around my colon and in places penetrating my colon. It was all removed except the stuff that was too close to colon, the doc was afraid he would nip the colon and then I’d be walking around with a poop bag.

So, here’s the encouraging part of this story. And, remember, I was not trying to get pregnant. Although at the time I remember thinking I wouldn’t mind if I did, it definitely wasn’t in the plans and hindsight, it was even less in the plans for the person I was dating at that time. We had been together over 2 years and like I said, I would have been ok, he would have had a stroke.

So, no one told me that at the end of this long course of treatment and subsequent lap that I was going to be extremely fertile. And so, I was teaching school and I had this horrible habit of running from sick kids. I had an older lady who was my teachers aid and she mothered the kids and I begged them not to bring me any germs.

So, one day in the middle of one of tyrant fits about someone giving me a stomach bug because I had been sick for almost 2 weeks, this sweet teachers aid came up behind me and said, “I don’t think it is a stomach bug, you look pregnant to me”

Now, how does one look pregnant that soon….well besides keeping my head in toilet she said I had that mysterious magical glow that people talk about.

I really didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell anyone other than the aid the truth. So, I waited.

And, the day that my 32 & 7 softball team was to play for district championship, I wore these awesome white windsuit pants to work in anticipation of heading straight to the field afterward.

And, it happened. About 1:30, barely enough time for me to go home and change and very very obvious but I felt it, a gush, another big gush and I jumped up, ran to the aid and hit the doorway. Home, changed and back trying to contain what would be my first miscarriage. I did it alone. I coached my ball team that afternoon an we lost. I had told no one. I eventually had to tell my mother because I needed someone to take me to have a
d & c.

I was right about the babies father. He had a complete stroke and he didn’t even know it until it was all over. He played basketball in Australia for many years after that, professionally and so I guess you can see where he was coming from.

So, although my story did not result in a happy ending, there was no reason it shouldn’t have except I had gone immediately to birth control pills on a continuous basis after surgery. There was just one day too many in between all that and I was pregnant. So, once you have been supressed, know that you should be extremely fertile.

And, the other was what I told you the other day and that was I took bcp non-stop for 2 years. I quit, had a m/c, then had walker, had another m/c and then, couldn’t get pregnant The smartest gyn in the world said, let’s do this last lap and I’ll do the Hsg at the same time. Same combo you had. He did it in January, Feb was romance month and Jace came 5 weeks early in late November.

So, I’ve been successful at getting pregnant both ways that you are being treated.

The side effects of lupron and synarel are that they put you in a state of menopause like symptoms. For me, it was summer time and it was hot as crap anyway and I kept the a/c on blizzard.

The queerest side effect though was that I could not get a tan. I don’t need to know now why I didn’t need a tan, I’m just saying, my running buddies and I would head to the beach every other weekend. They would all use sunscreen and still be fried to a pulp when it was time to come home on Sunday. I was using accelerators and such and I couldn’t even get pink cheeks. I tried a tanning bed too, my skin just absolutely wouldn’t tan during the time I was taking those meds.

Now, I burn in the shade and I am an SPF 50 cardholder but that was the only other side effect I had. We would head home on Sunday nights, everyone in my crew sunburned and freezing and me having hot flashes not sunburned and then sitting between two of them who were scorched and holy batman it was hot.

I did see where others made reference to your silly blogging and tweeting after surgery and I feel bad that I upset you but I really am not sure why what I said was any different than what is being said here.

I guess, it’s 3:30 AM and I have butt on my shoulders and just want to be a pain. So, I guess I’ll be apologizing for that too tomorrow. It really bothered me that you unfollowed me on twitter the other night without even giving me an opportunity to explain. I don’t know, just all seems odd to me and I don’t know what I’ve done to upset you.