After a 3 year long battle with my doctor, countless office visits, blood draws and tests, she finally agreed to give me the laparoscopy.

Lo and behold - I went in for surgery on Monday, 8/5 and I was under anesthesia for nearly 3 hours as she worked to remove the scar tissue caused by endometriosis.

I’m angry. I’m sad. I’m disappointed.

What haunts me more is when I finally started waking up post op, the doctor came by for less than a minute, confirmed she had found and removed endometriosis, and then she was gone. I was in the hospital for another 2 hours until my pain was manageable, and I did not see her again. I understand that doctors are busy, she likely had other patients, appointments, or maybe even another surgery. I guess after so long of pleading, begging, and trying to prove to her my pain was real, I expected more.

I have a post op appointment with her in two weeks, I’ve already listed out the following questions that I didn’t get on Monday:

Where was the endometriosis? Where was the endometriosis removed from? How much was there? What stage of endo do I have? Was any not removed?

This has been a really difficult journey, I feel a bit of comfort that I advocated for myself and my symptoms and I got an answer. But I’m terrified for the future, my pain management, potential for more and more surgeries. I never thought I’d be living with a chronic disease, and I’m not sure where to go from here. I feel a little lost now.