Now that I'm temporarily free from the hormonal pit of hell courtesy of my period (am I actually thanking my period? Why - yes I am!), I'm thinking a lot more clearly. I have noticed my PMS which I've always had has noticeably gotten worse these past several months. You know the old bloaty, irritable feeling you get a week before your period? Mine has turned into 2 weeks before my period and my mood is really, really dark. I'm irritated even when I'm alone and am quite likely to yell at random drivers on the road. 'm starting to feel like the hubby really should get a night job and leave me alone with my candy and popcorn. Then I get my period and I feel so much bettter, more optimistic, even feel like spontaneously dancing. I suppose the estrogen (and other hormones) level has dropped and given me a break. I was talking to another woman about this cycle shifting crap last night and she told me she was on an antidepressant because of menopause. Holy crap! Is that what I've got to look forward to? This is the stuff I would ignore when they talked about it on TV and now I've got to start reading up. Skipped the pregnancy hormonal ride where you're ALLOWED to be crazy, as a matter of fact, people think it's cute and husbands volunteer to bring you ice cream and salty treats and rub your feet and gone straight to what's your F*** problem, here's a pill, you crabby woman!
Well, I didn't do so well in prescription land last time, so I'm signing up for bootcamp next month. Yes. I said it. But the thought of my boobs sliding into my belly, well, that's my mother, not me. Not quite ready for that. The thought of enforced exercise and lots of salad doesn't exactly thrill me, but I don't really have much willpower or discipline, so I'm going to have to fake it until I make it. I don't have genetics on my side and if Mother Nature is intent on screwing me over, I'm going to have to fuck with her before I go down.