#endometrosis

ENDOCRINE HORMONES WITH FEMALE REPRODUCTIVE SYSTEM

(also, when I got to the ED and was seen my a male doctor, they offered to give me tramadol even though I told them repeatedly I can't take tramadol bc I'm on Effexor which has a major interaction and can cause serotonin syndrome... Perplexingly the Dr then offered me ibuprofen which I refused to take bc, he literally told me 15 mins beforehand that the pain may be interconnected to IBS/IBD.. So I'm thinking why tf would I take an anti inflammatory that is known to irritate the GI tract??? When I refused both meds explaining my reasons, the Dr said there's nothing else he can give me besides an anti inflammatory suppository.which again why tf would I try that when that's akin to putting ibuprofen directly into my GI tract, lmao. Then I began to cry bc the pain was returning (approx 3 hrs after being given fentanyl in the ambulance), and the Dr honestly just fobbed me off and walked away. I then started having a panic attack bc I was so frightened the pain would return again. I cried for like 20 minutes before a nurse checked up on me - their response was giving me some water and telling me that "oh gee you've worked yourself up" which was so condescending but w/e. I was still terrified and crying, and I swear I cried for an hour before the Dr came to tell me to "calm down" and gave me a spiel about how I shouldnt come to the ER if the pain returns, I should just take panadeine forte regularly and I'll be fine (lmao yeah wow great advice Dr, it's not like codeine constipates you and makes the whole IBS thing worse or anything.. ffs). He then left and I cried some more bc I felt like none of the staff cared at all about how I was feeling. I then descended into a full blown panic attack which all the staff totally ignored, to the point where it took my SO to ask the Dr to give me some diazepam to help me calm down. Eventually a nurse came in with one 5mg tablet, which I took and although I was still upset, I asked to be discharged bc at that stage it was 4.30am and I just cbf trying to get help anymore. Btw the hospital was somehow totally empty, to the point where the nurses were sharing snacks amongst themselves at their "work" stations, so tbh I couldn't see a valid reason why I was being acutely ignored given my distress. Not to be cynical but I assume the Dr and some of the nurses thought I was faking it to get pain killers or w/e, so I guess their solution was to just ignore me until I discharged myself... Personally I think this is common with invisible illnesses which makes having them all the more difficult. Btw, this all happened at Charlie Gardiners Hospital so if you have the luxury of choice don't go there. Srsly I've been at their ED three times now, and each time has been a crappy experience.

Thanks for listening to my Ted Talk ✌🏼

Thru the miracle of muscle relaxants and a half hour, hot magnesium sulfate bath, I was able to attend about 2.5 hrs of going out to do fun stuff with my SO and best friend. We saw a hardwire electronica event and then hung out for a bit afterwards. Not many people know this but I produce electronic music myself and might be doing more live performances in the future. Flattering enough, I spoke to a PhD in music and her husband (a producer of electronic music that I rly like), said they loved the performance I played a few weeks ago and would put in a good word for me with a manager/curator who organises these kinds of events. I felt so happy that I received this kind of encouragement and praise by such well respected and established members of electronic music in my city. It’s made me feel so much more hopeful for the future, and itd love the opportunity to not only be one of the few women electronic artists in my city but one of the few with a chronic illness.