Turn away now if you are squeamish about women’s “stuff”.
I’ve always hated any discussion about the menopause. I am going to have to transform my relationship to it away from being something which is discussed by sexless old women.
I can’t ignore the fact that once or twice a day I get so hot I have to strip down to a vest top. That sweat runs down my back. It’s coming into winter here and not that warm. Yesterday when I was removing my layers one of my team said “well you are getting to that age Beach!” What, the age where I shouldn’t have my arms out? No! THAT age. Oh. says I.
I know it must seem that I am always in a fug, but there are cycles to it. The same two dates in the month I hit rock bottom last month, are the same two dates from this. And it’s not PMT – that comes later. Leaving me with two weeks a month where I am in a terrible stew and the rest of the month coming out of it, with a few good days in the middle. This blog, dear reader, has enabled me to work that out.
I can’t see much stuff about menopausal mood swings on the ever reliable internet, but anecdotally I know how vicious women can be when going through it.
I’m staying with a horsey friend and she was prescribed Prozac of all things, for her hot flushes – she had an awful reaction so is not continuing – but apparently they hate giving out HRT these days because of the link to breast cancer, blood clotting etc. a double whammy surely as Prozac is a famous anti depressant!
So first job this week is to go to the doctor and see if I can’t get something prescribed! I don’t even want to think about the implications for my psyche of the fact I am almost certainly perimenopausal, but the fact that this lengthy grieving process may be partially impacted by my hormones, well that does make me feel a little better. The fact that I can potentially pop a pill to help deal with it….job done! I do wonder though, what percentage of the population is now on a mood altering drug……