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I know I've been on here, bleating on about braving all this Peri mullarkey with just the help of my good friend Menopace Original and the occasional bit of bioidentical Progesterone Cream. But I'm beginning to wonder if I'm finally joining the Peri Club as a fully paid up member now........now that I'm getting a bit sweaty??
Since I started taking the above bits on 1st Jan, I've felt really good: both mentally and physically.
I had a bit of a rough, heavy Period in February, but nothing I couldn't handle (but wished it had been lighter). But things are a-changing, me fears.....
(Apologies in advance for being graphic/detailed: but I feel I'm in safe hands on this forum, so here goes...)
On Thursday, my Day 28 I had stopped applying the P'Cream. Instantly had a little watery, pink discharge (very light). Friday my good friend 'Brown Sludge' returned: nothing major, but not what I wanted. I have mentioned it before, but I find the 'smell' of this discharge really awful, and although I shower, keep myself clean, change almost within the hour sometimes, I can still 'smell' myself.
My darling husband says he can't (he's no fool ha, ha!!), but its quite strong a smell, and as I generaly have a 'thing' about smells (my mum could always 'smell' things too: my dad used to say 'Your nose is too near your.........!' you guess the rest!!)
Friday night I felt the Red Mist creeping up: no cramps, no aches etc. Felt a bit moany, like I had to pass comment about everyone and everything (does that ring a bell with anyone?) and I went to bed, quite tired.
Saturday morning Brown Sludge was still visiting me. My lovely 6yr old grandson was staying over and jumped into bed with me with his Tablet. He was only in with me briefly as he was going out early. But in that short time I went into what I now know was my Melt Down. All caused, would you believe, by the two Irish voices, chattering inanely throughout my grandson's Minecraft game!!! Boy, I know teenagers now use the term 'chatting sh*t', but I truly think this best describes the ridiculous 'banter' all though that stupid, irritating game (I hate games, Facebook, Twitter et al: can't stand it, but that's just the 'normal' me!!).
It gave me such the hump that I saw it as an opportunity to go off on one. My poor son had to listen to me venting my spleen about someone we know well, all the time I wanted to burst into anger tears but held back. That boy of mine is such a bloody Diplomat: women will love him always!!
I sorta came round, and left all my boys downstairs, taking myself, and my ironing upstairs to do a massive backlog of ironing - for 2hrs!! I must have been on auto pilot as I survived 'watching' 2 back episodes of TOWIE in amongst it all!
By the time I came down, I had calmed right down, started to see the transition from Brown Sludge into a proper bleed, and began to turn that corner.
First things first, I apologised to my son. He just thinks I'm nutty. Full Stop. My ol' man just acknowledged that I was tired and hadn't usually been like that, and I didn't eat too much after about 3pm.
This morning, after a good kip (I guage that my the number of times I have to get up to use the loo: once last night and a proper bleed appearing, I feel 1m times better!! Had a lie in, sent some emails, had a shower and had something to eat.
When I came downstairs, however, although I was in a really bright mood (and still am) I had the terrible shakes - almost llike I'd imagine a Diabetic to feel with low blood sugar. So I grabbed a piece of chocolate (much to my son's amusement!), had a drink, took my Menopace, had a sarnie, then felt so much better, and settled.
Honestly, I know there was a banana there that I should have eaten, but I just took the easy option!
I think I'll start to work with the premise of 'little and often' this week foodwise, to avoid that again, as I also felt sweaty. First thought: 'Oh Gawd. here they come!!!'. But I'm hoping its tied in with the silly eating pattern I'd adopted and coming on this weekend??
I haven't ruled out HRT, and will do what I can with other remedies to ward off/control the hot flushes, but I do wonder if things are a-changing for me, and that my 'honeymoon' is well and truly over?
Oh, and the other thing: my aching joints are REALLY aching: left shoulder and left elbow again. But I'm going to monitor them to see if they were worse just in the build-up to bleeding. If so, I'll learn to cope with that, as half of me actually believes that all the time I'm bleeding, I'll be feeling OK.
The other half can't wait for them to become irregular/stop. Who knows what's best until it happens? And then no doubt I'll be wanting them back!
God played a terrible trick on us: and I blame Eve for all this!!!
Any thoughts ladies?
PS - I'm not at all religious, hence my constant cursing, and occasional refs to 'God', but no offence intended girls: we all have something we look to: mine just happens to be my family, humour and crisps!!x
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