Polyps

I feel like I have spent the last year of my life, since I lost my job after overwhelming #Anxiety focusing all my attention, savings and maxing out a credit card to finally figure out what is wrong with me. Friday, I ended a 30 year relationship and took control over my health and my own life before anyone had a chance to say ‘STOP.’ The decision was fast and quick and before I knew it, I was joking with the people in the OR about their choice of country music as the anesthesia hit me. . .
As if being a woman isn’t hard enough, hashtag equal pay, hashtag why are men still making decisions for us? And you may find it hard to believe but I’m not all lipstick lesbian or whatever, although I do own way too many flat lid baseball caps to keep you guessing but you can’t keep up your social calendar living a life of what the medical world calls “menorrhagia,” which is heavy bleeding caused by... well, they have no clue what causes it, they have some words, maybe they’ll throw you polyps or fibroids, ooooh ooooh #Endometriosis is another fine word as well. Please, google the words #Endometriosis symptoms, diagnosis and treatment, #Polyps, #Fibroids, let me know if that is helpful, now imagine going through life so fast with all the distractions, the cycles that you honestly have no idea when where how they started, did it stop? Annuals if you were diligent.
You were given this life, you didn’t get to chose what Chromosome went where.
To be continued...