6 months.

Yesterday was the last day of my first treatment for my endometriosis. It has been a very long 6 months and I am glad to be done with this treatment. I am anxious to start another treatment, since I will be on medicine pretty much until I am ready for kids. I knew that going into this, it was pretty much hit or miss as to if it would really work, and I won't know for sure until I have kids. However, I am guessing that the pain shouldn't be here the first day after. But it is. It is back in full force. And it sucks. Badly.
I have to wonder if the past 6 months was worth it. Was the anxiety, super bad joint pain, short-term memory loss worth it? And that's not even the beginning of it. I am wondering when I will feel like myself again. I am wondering if I will ever be myself again. Aside from that, I am just wondering if the medicine worked. I certainly hope so.

This has been in the back of my mind through all of this. It's my comfort.

The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters,
He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
Psalm 23.