Facing reality

So vegans who think everyone can be vegan please leave now. And yes for the record I am still vegan. But I have been questioning that a lot over the last 24 hours. Not that I shouldn’t still be vegan and not that ethically my views have changed. But that if it came to me having to eat meat. Would I? Answer is yes. If I had to. It would be incredibly hard… and painful and I’d hate it and hate myself but if I really had to I would. Because if it comes to it. Me and my health is far more important than that of any animals. I can’t go round helping the animals if I myself am not well.

I guess people are questioning why only now I am questioning this. When veganism is quite solidly embedded into my diet atleast. That’s because I have recently been diagnosed with Iron deficiency. Possibly Anemia? (Yay for two different voicemails from the receptionists at the doctors leading to slight confusion.)

But the point is I am a deficient vegan. Which honestly I never thought would happen to me. Well maybe with Calcium… but even pre vegan me never consumed enough of that. But never with Iron. I’m careful to get enough Iron in my diet. I eat dark leafy greens, Beans, pumpkin seeds, fortified foods etc and these are mostly paired with some form of vitamin C to help absorption. Feel like I deserve a god star right now. Yet I still ended up Iron deficient. So obviously I’m now taking supplements before exploring the eating a steak road. But the question is what if the supplements don’t help my levels rise (and yes I am drinking orange juice with them, so they better) What if I have some sort or non-heom iron absorption issue?

Lets hope I don’t. And this is more to do with the digestive issues I had up until a couple of months ago which got as bad as frequent bouts of bloody diarrhoea before my digestion spontaneously healed and this is all one big consequence of that. Or it could have something to do with the possible endometriosis. Or both.

But if it came to it and whenever I make the executive decision to go back down to the medical centre and ask for a re test (Think I live there right now…) everything will be up and I won’t even need to think about the meat issue. Because honestly meat is so ethically wrong to me. It’s a decision I would take very heavily.

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Combined fear and excitment

I feel like this is something everyone has probably experienced in there life. With relation to one aspect of it or another. It’s probably something people with chronic illness feel quite a lot, when trying new treatments. As I am only new to trying actual treatment. Not new to being ill. These emotions, the combination of over such things is very new to me.

So background to the current situation for those who don’t know. I was put on Rigevidon, a combined oral contraception to help with what might be endometriosis. Specifically the pain associated with it. The pain which I learnt last month is more severe than I thought. And current opinions of oral contraception so far are mixed. The 2nd week I was on it I was very crampy and getting endo pain in the one week of the month I don’t normally get pain. I’ve been very nauseous, had headaches and my skin hates it, could go on with the side effects. ┬áBut Obviously I had no ovulation pain (had a few little ovulation type pain stabs but nothing like the last few months) and I don’t seem to be getting much pre period pain yet so it’s obviously doing something good considering I only have 3 days left of the 21 days. I am very scared of the effect it will have on my period though. Will it have any? Yes it’s meant to help with the pain. Or does in some cases but will it in mine? And how much so? Enough for it to be worth it if the side effects wear off.

Because if the side effects do wear off and it does significantly help with the period pain then it could be my answer. I would never have to know if I do have endo or not. Which would mean I would never have to know if I can’t have kids until I try. And I would never have to deal with idiotic incompetent doctors trying to get a diagnosis who are more interested in telling you your stressed, or it’s not that bad because you don’t vomit thank actually taking you seriously and carrying out tests to rule things out or find out what is actually been going on with my body these last 8-9 years.

That’s why I’m excited. Because the idea of finding something that works is a wonderful one. The idea of feeling like a somewhat normal human being again is a wonderful one. I couldn’t want anything more. However much I don’t hate having a chronic illness because it’s made me who I am. The option to feel normal again is something I’d take up in a heartbeat. But I’m also scared because what if it doesn’t help or the side effects don’t ease off and I’m back to square one and having to face trips to the medical centre moaning about pelvic pain, abdominal pain, bladder and bowel issues, bloating, nausea (To summarise my symptoms) all over again.

And of course I know it’s not the magic solution to make me feel perfect again but that’s okay. As long as I feel okay enough. And if this does that. That will be wonderful and if not then more anxiety over doctors and tests and future.