I did it, I made the decision to have the evil twins removed. Ovaries, the havoc they can cause in a person's life, especially with Endo. I know it's not a cure, but the hope is it will cut my symptomatology in half so I might be able to get back to my life. My other half and I had a good talk last night about the impact the accident had on our lives, and how this is the step I need to take in regards to the Endo. Between the fibro, endo and bone damage plus a variety of other usually easy to manage issues, I'm frustrated and just plain worn out, I'm in a depression, and I can admit that. So it's time to do something about it. On the 23rd I go for my consult, and I'm looking more forward to that than I am to my birthday tomorrow.
