Something Amazing Happened…


After publishing and sharing My Endometriosis Story on my personal Facebook page on Friday, I hadn’t really thought much about it.  Sure, I’d received some lovely text messages and comments of support, but as I’ve said before, it really wasn’t about that.  The fact that almost 500 people had viewed my website alone was enough for me – knowing that that many people had read my story and (hopefully) realised what we with chronic and invisible illnesses go through was more than I could’ve asked for.

I returned to work yesterday not really thinking about it.  I hid in my office for most of the day because I was in pain, still not feeling quite right and didn’t want to face the questions of “why were you off?”  or “are you better?” just yet – last week had been an absolute roller coaster of appointments and theories that I didn’t want to dwell on it.

However, today was different.  Even though I was still hiding away in my office, people made an effort to come and see me.  I had other healthcare professionals, people I worked with and had me as a friend on Facebook, tell me they read my story, that I made them cry or realise how much I am going through.  They told me that had no idea I was even poorly and that I was brave and amazing and had done myself proud.  It had prompted conversations about how I should never feel alone, always come and talk to them and that I had people rooting for me.

It was amazing.  Utterly amazing.

My work family have known me for a long-time, and I think of them as family.  I have never really shared anything with them of this nature before, but I can’t tell you how glad I am that I did.


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