Summer 2014! My husband was completing his last semester of school and I was 6 months into an awesome new job, doing marketing for a major mall management company.
With all of these good things happening, nothing seemed to stop my Endometriosis from getting in the way of my happiness. I was in pain, again, and everyone knew it. My luck had just about run out with finding someone in North Carolina to help me with my Endometriosis battle. I was next in line to spend a couple of thousand dollars for the procedure of a lifetime. Lord knows my family and I did not have the money to make it happen; yet, my “always supportive” mother convinced that she could max out her credit cards to cover the medical procedures, with hopes that we could get on some type of payment plan through the credit card company. “Do we really want to live like this?” “Is this procedure worth it?” “Is the pain that bad?”
By now I started to re-evaluate everything. So much was on the line. I decided to create a GoFundMe page, something I had seen many others do to help them raise money for emergency expenses. Immediately, the funds started pouring in from family, friends, co-workers, church members… even our hometown newspaper wrote an article about it, which led to more donations. We managed to raise over $2,000, which was great, but sadly, not enough. I started to pray. I knew that if I prayed, the Lord would work this situation out for the best.
A few days later I received a Facebook message from a dear friend of mine, Abbey. The message was something similar to:
With all of these good things happening, nothing seemed to stop my Endometriosis from getting in the way of my happiness. I was in pain, again, and everyone knew it. My luck had just about run out with finding someone in North Carolina to help me with my Endometriosis battle. I was next in line to spend a couple of thousand dollars for the procedure of a lifetime. Lord knows my family and I did not have the money to make it happen; yet, my “always supportive” mother convinced that she could max out her credit cards to cover the medical procedures, with hopes that we could get on some type of payment plan through the credit card company. “Do we really want to live like this?” “Is this procedure worth it?” “Is the pain that bad?”
By now I started to re-evaluate everything. So much was on the line. I decided to create a GoFundMe page, something I had seen many others do to help them raise money for emergency expenses. Immediately, the funds started pouring in from family, friends, co-workers, church members… even our hometown newspaper wrote an article about it, which led to more donations. We managed to raise over $2,000, which was great, but sadly, not enough. I started to pray. I knew that if I prayed, the Lord would work this situation out for the best.
A few days later I received a Facebook message from a dear friend of mine, Abbey. The message was something similar to:
“Hey Cherrelle! I hope that you are doing well. I spent last weekend in South Carolina with a few friends and we somehow started talking about you. I mentioned to them that you had Endometriosis and that you were searching for a good doctor nearby. Anyway, one of my friends, Dr. Cynthia Lofton, mentioned a Dr. Christine Cimo; she specializes in a natural approach to treating Endometriosis and helping with fertility. She said great things about her, so it may be worth looking in to.
Best wishes!
Love,
Abbey”
Was this it? Was this the “fix-it” that I was waiting for?
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