My Endo Story, Part III

It is a little after midnight, on Monday, August 6th; I felt some cramps coming on. I found all my cramp remedies; peppermint oil, cramp bark and then my heating pad. Just hours before I had taken a pregnancy test because:
1. I was 10 days late.
2. A coworker of mine the Friday before said she can sense when people are pregnant and I was giving her some strong vibes.
The test came back negative, which honestly was a big shock since I was so late and did not have any of my PMS symptoms. I thought that this was ok, we had about 2 months left of the swim season and I really didn't want to cancel the biggest part of the season for us.
                             

  
I 'wake' up after not really sleeping and it took me a LONG time to get ready to go to work that morning. All my relief remedies were not working and I now had a migraine and nausea, from said migraine. I went to my migraine relief go to of caffeine and Excedrin Migraine, unfortunately the only thing that helps my migraines.

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As I walk into work, everyone asked if I should be there. I said yes, I just need to eat and hang out in my chair. Yeah....that nausea I previously mentioned, laughed in my face that day. Side Note -  I HATE throwing up. I'd rather stick something sharp in my ear (Lorelai Gilmore reference), than throw up. So throwing up, at work was not an option to me. Another one for fun: I would rather slide down a slide of razor blades into a tub of alcohol (Lorelai Gilmore, reference 2) x10, than throw up in a public bathroom.

                                            

As I have always known, I am not in charge, God had other plans, he had me throw up in my work clothes in a public bathroom. The moment I was able to take myself from the uncomfortable position of squatting so I actually didn't have to touch the bathroom floor (Thanks Barre3), I left work, then proceeded to throw up in a porous bag the whole 35 minute drive home. The rest of the day I would rest and then nap, which I never do, and wait for Nick to get home so we can come up with a game plan.

I called out that Tuesday mainly because I was so weak and to schedule a doctor appointment. Luckily, they were able to get me in later that morning. Unluckily, it was with the physician's assistant and so far with my previous history with medical personnel, I was really hoping to see my doctor. However, at this point anyone was better than nothing. (Medical professionals, please take no offense to this, this only relates to my personal experience and later, I will become very grateful for my physician's assistant).

https://www.zazzle.com/physician+assistants+rock+clothing
I should actually get this for my physician's assistant.

                                                       
I will end this part here, the next and FINAL...I promise this time, installment of my diagnosis story will be later this week.

When Life Gives You Endo....it allows you to humble yourself enough to throw up in a public restroom.