My mother used to blame her bouts of monthly insanity on hormones.
"Yeah, okay mom" I'd retort. "That's just an excuse"
Fast forward 10 years and If I could, I'd go back in time and slap myself for being so ignorant.
Crying jags, pity parties, hot flashes and muscle twinges have become a part of life in the last few months. At first I thought it was related to miscarriage sadness but now I'm convinced (as is my nurse/mom) that it's hormonal.
The crying jag and self-pity that prompt me to carry on about sadness: hormones
The feeling I get when I want to scream at the cats for sleeping: hormones
The ire I feel when my husband sits on the dining room chair off balance: hormones
For most women, the day their period shows up means an end to the hormones. That's probably true. For me, they just keep piling up higher and higher until I'm crying on the bathroom floor over something I should be happy about. The dam, so to speak, is ready to burst.
So I called in for reinforcements. A 10 a.m. call to my doctor's office yielded a 5 p.m. return voice mail prompting me to come in for an appointment.
I'm curious to see what the doctor says. Will she prescribe something? Put me on an anti-depressant or a hormone drug? Maybe she'll just tell me to deal with it....
All I know is if she doesn't do something I'm going to cry..... :-P