Try as I might, I just couldn’t focus on the exam paper in front of me.
I was sitting my GCSEs – the pathway to A levels, then uni.
I had to do well.
But all I could think about was the pain I was in.
I was 16 and suffered heavy and painful periods.
Every month, I’d be bed-bound.
I was diagnosed with anxiety and depression.
Nothing the doctors gave me helped.
‘Why me?’ I’d cry to my mum, Sharon, 54.
Though I’d always been academic, I fell behind with my studies.
And here I was now, wondering how I’d get through the next hour.
In the end, it was a miracle I scraped five GCSEs.
Then, that summer, I collapsed at home.
Scans showed that I had a cyst on my ovary, causing bleeding in my pelvic cavity.
While friends enjoyed sleepovers and shopping trips, I was having surgery to remove the cyst and endometrial tissue.
Back home, I studied online for a Childcare diploma, too poorly to return to school.
After an MRI, I was told I had endometriosis, the condition where tissue that lines the uterus starts to grow in other areas.
I had it on my bladder, bowel and pelvic cavity.
There were three more cysts on my womb.
But worse was to come.
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