700 words on why you need to listen to Lena Dunham


The next 700 words will explain why we need to listen to Lena Dunham, even if we don’t want to.  Lena Dunham is a polarizing figure. Love her or hate her, the choice is yours, but you need to listen carefully to what she is saying right now about endometriosis. Those of us in the … Continue reading 700 words on why you need to listen to Lena Dunham

Impact of Endo on Mental Health


Casey Berna, LCSWA, is another strong voice in the endometriosis community. She is also an advocate for those struggling with infertility. Her article in the American Society of Reproductive Medicine Mental Health Professional Group Fall Newsletter gives accurate information on our disease and how it impacts us physically AND mentally. I feel that we are … Continue reading Impact of Endo on Mental Health

Back home with my boys


Endometriosis is an eating disease. It eats away at our bodies, our fertility, our energy, our families, our friendships, our careers, our hearts and minds. It takes our time away from being with our loved ones. I’ve been away from my home for almost three weeks recovering from surgery. Now I’m back, unpacking from a … Continue reading Back home with my boys

Join Me for the Revolution


Hello sisters-please check out this newly launched organization, Endo Action Alliance (also on FB, Twitter and the usual suspects). Their call to action is “A Revolution to Bring Social Justice to Those with Endometriosis”. Once I’m on my feet again after this last bout with endo I which I plan to be victorious, I hope … Continue reading Join Me for the Revolution

Excision at last: A Thank You note to Nancy’s Nook


Sisters! I woke up this morning in pain, but of a different kind and without the achy heavy pain I’ve woken up with for the last 20 years. My excision and hyst with BSO by Dr. Dulemba took 2.5 hours. It turns out I also have adeno which confirmed that I was making the right … Continue reading Excision at last: A Thank You note to Nancy’s Nook

Ah pain, you old rascal, you.


Pain. So much of it. Rorsach shapes of pain bloom in my lower back and spread their tendrils throughout my lower limbs. I shift as I lay in this bed, and my throat emits an involuntary gasp as an unexpected stab shoots through my hips. I’m recovering from epidural steroid injections. I know I will … Continue reading Ah pain, you old rascal, you.