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Thursday, July 15, 2010

Menopause, Where Fore Art Thou, Menopause?

I had high hopes, I really did.
8 weeks.
No period.
Could it be? Had I finally reached that magic age?
9 weeks.
Maybe, just maybe.
Nope.
Guess what?
Naturally, it was waiting for the perfect time . . . . the night I put on our new $300 (got for $50) mattress topper. Karma loves me.
Now I suspect I may bleed to death so I wanted to stop by and say goodbye to all of you before I go. I appreciate those of you have stopped by, read entries and even left comments. It has been fun.
I have lost so much that the world is gray every time I get up or down and I am running out of black clothing, not to mention underwear. I am starting to look at Depends with an entirely different attitude. I wish I could convince one of the local vets to make me a project on spay/neuter day. $25,000 for a hysterectomy just ain't in the cards. I am sure menopause has to be happen soon, RIGHT? Right, please, right?
Oh well. It's not like I have a dozen deadlines on my plate right now. (Yea, I do.)
It's not like I have a daughter whose opening night for her play is tomorrow night. (Yea, I do.)
It's not like I had two birthdays to prepare for this week. (Yea, I did.)
I can just sit around, gush and nap.
Yea, right.
I ran an errand today and by the time I had been on my feet for 30 minutes, I was ready to go in a corner and pass out for a couple of hours. My wonderful husband forced me to come home and get on the couch for a bit. Now, I'm back at it.
So, wish me luck or send a huge cork. One of the two?

(And thanks for the reminder to count my blessings, Ami.)

7 comments:

SabrinaT said...

YIKES! Iron, iron, and more iron! Eat TONS of iron!!

I hope you start to feel better soon.

Julie said...

I intensely despise perimenopause. Ask the doc about having an ablation- I've been told that works miracle but am not yet desperate enough to try it myself. I suspect this is on my horizon before too long. (ps and with that iron please have some citrus, it helps you absorb the iron more readily)

Ami said...

I know... my sole function in life may be to serve as a reminder to others to count their blessings.

Having a bad day? Well, at least I did not wake up to what my mental friend did!!

I dunno. I still think the surgery would be a bargain if you average out how many payments vs how many times you're going to have to go through this same thing... I could donate some money from the kids therapy jar...

Ellen said...

It kind of reminds me of the theme song from Candid Camera:
When you least expect it,
You're elected,
You're the star today!
Smile! You're on...(the rag today? Ibuprofen? Kotex Maxi's? I give up.)

Hey, at least you're mostly at home to deal with the unexpected hemorrhage. After having several cycles 7-8 weeks apart, the morning that I have to get up early to catch a 6:30 flight, I discover Aunt Flo is paying me a visit, only 3 weeks after I last saw her, and guess who has only two feminine hygiene products in the cabinet to get her through an 8 hour flight?
I'm glad I was wearing jeans, but I'm sure I left some trace DNA on the airplane. Ugh. It was not pretty.

Anonymous said...

Here's a blessing--at least you aren't pregnant again!

Unknown said...

Hey, Sweetie,
So sorry you are having to go through this again. Sending lots of love and hugs.

Holding you close to my heart,
Bev

Confessions of a Closet Hoarder but you can call me Judy said...

I wish I knew how to help.