Random vignettes from a unique perspective
On June 4th, my body was relieved of the abominations it had created, out of spite, because of endometriosis. My ovaries were also relieved of their duties and given a funeral at sea, or more accurately...a dissection in a pathology lab. Personally, I prefer the Viking funeral imagery. An ode to two organs that did... Continue Reading →
Ceci N'est Pas Une Lune In lieu of the myriad of problems my Jurassic ovarian masses are causing, I am on the tale end of an absolutely raging IBS flare up. The symptoms were multiple, the pain was non-stop, and I wish I could tell you that I was over here ripping heinous, plant-killing farts... Continue Reading →
Ever since my surgery consult for my oophorectomy because of serious endometriosis complications (I.E. growing weird ass, gigantic, painful, oddly shaped endometriomas that can get malignant); I've been referring to it as my second hysterectomy. Much like second breakfasts ala Merry and Pippin from LOTR. We've had breakfast, yes. But what about second breakfast? We've... Continue Reading →
The Devious Scribe 