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A new graphic for Endometriosis Awareness Month, you gems! 💎

Created this in InDesign for our endowarriors and shared on Instagram and Facebook. Please let me know what you think in the comments — including if you have any suggestions! 🎗

Speaking of social media, thank you for contributing to the photo challenge I talked about yesterday! If you have an Instagram and/or Twitter account, please include your handle in your email so you can be tagged in the post! 📸



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Welcome back to Endo Month – with a photo challenge

Ladies and gents, it’s Endometriosis Awareness Month again! 🎗

Like so many people, Endo Sucks! has been pretty active on instant communication sites — we are on InstagramTwitter and Facebook — but more than lax in the blogosphere. 

So let’s improve that.

This year, if you are interested in being a featured member of Endo Sucks! on the blog and Instagram for endo awareness, send a selfie and a short piece about you and your endo life to endosucks@gmail.com. Let’s see the yellow! 🎗

I’ll be also be posting more crossover content. I don’t want to spoil anything, but there may be an unflattering story involving PMS, potato chips and tears in the near future. Truth is truth, y’all.

Thank you again for following this blog and making Endo Sucks! into a community. Next year is our tenth year and we will really have to celebrate! 

And for this year — onward, Endo Month!

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My personal #DeepBlueChallenge

I’m an Endosister on CD1. And things have been rough — already threw up today, which is not entirely usual for me. Had to move an appointment to tomorrow, and there is so much blood … I’m exhausted. My lucky break today is that my days off had to be broken up this week so all I have to do today is care for my health. 

I also am an essential oil using & loving skeptic — I joined doTerra because I loved their headache oil blend and their PMS oil blend works so well for me, but I’m one of those people who generally has to experience it to believe it. So I can’t think of a better time for my personal Deep Blue Challenge. This is a new supplement with anti-inflammatory ingredients, including frankincense, curcumin from turmeric (which we are all told to use to reduce inflammation!), ginger & more. 


Several women in my group have Endometriosis and have been raving about this as a way to reduce their pain. I became a member of doTerra because their products work for me (and hey baby, those wholesale discounts are sexy!), and I will always be honest with you that this is a group in which I’m enrolled. With ingredients like these, I definitely have nothing to lose and everything to gain. I’ll keep you all posted on my results! You can follow my oil adventures on mydoterra.com/oilsbychanel, which has links to my Pinterest and  Twitter as well. I’ll try to keep up on this blog as well.

Will I give up my codeine? Not if I don’t have to, kids! 🙅🙅🙅 But there’s no reason we can’t combine natural methods with our pain meds! I’ve tried all the chemicals and I can’t say my life is worse for pharmacology. But I will try anything and everything.

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5 things you don’t know about the wage gap

The gap exists, why we mark #EqualPayDay on Tuesday and more to know.


Tuesday’s annual Equal Pay Day highlights the fact that women working full-time earned 78 cents for every dollar men took home in 2013–a whopping one cent improvement over the previous year, according to the U.S. Census Bureau. That’s a long way from the 60 cents on the dollar women collected in 1960, but it’s still shamefully far from equal pay for equal work.

While you probably know the wage gap exits, these five facts about the gender pay gap may come as a surprise.

1. Millennial women think the pay gap is a myth.

More than half of the 10,000 millennial women surveyed by Levo, the New York City-based career platform, said they didn’t feel the wage gap applied to them. That’s both good and bad news. On one hand, it suggests that younger women believe that they’re earning a fair salary. And indeed, women under 35 face a smaller…

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Pro tip: What not to drink for your ultrasound prep

So I chugged this 33.8 fl oz bottle of caffeinated water (my beloved Water Joe) to be ready and “full” for ultrasound. Wait an hour past my appointment. First thing the tech says when I get called back: “Use the bathroom and empty your bladder. The internal pictures were much better last time so I’m just going to do those.”


All that delightful Water Joe for nothing, on an empty stomach. That’s 120mg of caffeine, equal to two cups of coffee, or two espresso shots. It doesn’t sound *so* bad, but my thumb is shaking as I tap out this post. I can feel my eyes are HUGE, almost pie-eyed, and there’s an odd pressure in my head. Oddly, I do not feel any more awake. In fact, I’ve been yawning through my heart flutters.

I do still have to pee.


Live and learn … At least the good news today is that my 3.6cm cyst is now 2.5, so no cyst removal for me!


Guilt over not participating in my own life (or at least Star Wars Weekend)

Can I just vent for a minute?

I am really getting down and sick of how unpredictable and uncontrolled my endo and adeno pain is. I am trying to live any sort of social life but end up just going to work, surviving, going home to sleep, and repeat. And I’m getting upset over ridiculous things. Tomorrow, for example, I have been dying to go to Star Wars Weekend at Disney in Orlando, especially since this is the last weekend of the year and Mark Hamill and Billy Dee Williams will be there. I have been talking it up and getting excited. Today, I wake up and I am beyond thrashed. Well, I say wake up, but I really mean “have several short naps from 3 a.m. to 2 p.m. and finally pour myself out of bed and stumble around the house like a zombie.” Hell, I’m still in pajamas right now! I haven’t even taken anything for pain, even though I’d like to! I am trying to work myself up to go out to have dinner at 7, I can hardly fathom getting on the road at 7 a.m. to spend the day in the heat in Orlando and drive back that night. And what about my pain management? I am back to rationing my meds each day, and the codeine I’m sorry to say is not really effective. It’s a difficult admission. So I have people here and in Orlando that know I *might* come, but I might not, and it affects not just me because there’s getting the dog cared for, and making sure I have clothes I can actually wear through the day, and staying comfortable. I just don’t know. I’m exhausted at the very thought. Another opportunity for fun, probably down the drain. Another year of planning to go, gone.

The pose on this statue by Rodin just cries Shame to me. Image found via Google Creative Commons.

Statue by Rodin, image found via Google Creative Commons.

I already had to decline the wedding invitation of a friend I’ve known for 20 years because I’d be in Chicagoland alone, and with as weird as my pain has been, I can’t risk being stuck in a hotel room or banquet hall and not able to get around, or not be able to wear pants, or swell up to pregnancy size. Or worse, being in total incoherent pain and not able to care for myself, or get back to my hotel, or having to explain myself to someone there, spending the money and not being able to go or drive safely, and and and … I just can’t risk it.

I know I get stuck in this cycle of making decisions based in a place of fear. But I feel like I’ve done a hell of a lot pushing through my pain, especially college and beyond. Now I feel like it is catching up to me. And I feel such extreme guilt over not being able to do participate in my own life. It can’t be healthy.

These aren’t the first events I’ve had to sacrifice in the name of endometriosis. I guess they won’t be the last. And that is infuriatingly sad.

I wish very much that I could just make decisions and go and do and not have a million “ifs” and items to tick off the list. Isn’t that what normal people do? They get to go and do things and not have their pain sitting on their shoulder (or anywhere else, for that matter), guiding their life experience? I can’t be the only one who feels like this.

Maybe I’m finally getting to a point of making that Very Difficult Decision.

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A new look: I know, it’s about time

Let me know what you think of the new look of the Endo Sucks! blog in the comments below!

Hopefully the change in theme will eliminate some of the problems people had with image sizes, but if you have any problems, please be sure to comment on the post in question.

Thanks for sticking with us since 2008 and our old format — which, I have found, isn’t even a theme offered by WordPress any more. Talk about vintage.

x – Chanel