I saw the GP this week for a new asthma pump. I mentioned that I’m on HRT for my stupidly early (peri) menopause. “What!?? Where are your hormones!?” he exclaimed.
Yeah, I feel like that too, man!
How did I know even before going to the gynae? Hot flashes that left me drenched in sweat-day and night. So bad that my children would ask me why I’m sweating all of a sudden. Lack of libido. A period that had disappeared since October last year. Terribly brain fog and poor memory. The tests were just a confirmation.
My poor children. Their mother is 42 and apparently looks 22 but her body is acting like it’s 52! And on bad days like today, 82! The pain is not under control and I hope the new rheumatologist has a better but not bank-robbing plan. From what I’ve seen, you have to be swimming in money to afford Ankylosing spondylitis treatment, and I’m not. We already had my poor husband wondering where he’d apply for a loan for my meds.
I’d rather ONLY deal with early menopause.
They said I should write a book 