Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Caution....Mood Swing Ahead
I strongly dislike menopause.
(I would have said "fucking hate" but I'm trying to clean up my language.)
I can deal with the hot flashes. I don't have that many of them, and usually they wake me up at like 3am, and I just kick all the covers off of me (and my guy, if he's there!) and let my constantly-running-on-medium ceiling fan cool me down for a minute. Hot flash over, back to sleep.
I've learned to deal with the change in my hair. What used to be thick and curly with lots of body is now much thinner, flatter and straighter. It takes work to have a good hair day.
I can even deal with the pudge. The wrinkles. The body parts that have fallen and can't get up.
But the mood swings? Sweet Jesus. They are killing me.
The good news is that I don't have a LOT of them. It's not like it's daily! But about once every couple of weeks, I'm a cranky ass bitch. EVERYBODY and EVERYTHING irritates me. I can go from sweet and nice, to wanting to gouge your eyes with toothpicks, in seconds flat.
My poor guy isn't sure how to deal with me. I have tried to explain to him that I am 49 years old, and menopause is a fact. If he can't handle the occasional mood swing, he needs to date a 29 year old instead. But be forewarned....her mood swings are called PMS.
We're women, we ALL have mood swings. Been having them since the day we were born.
It's just that, at this age, they are more erratic and less explainable!
I went on to try and explain that for me, the whole drop in estrogen/mood swing feels like when you get an X-ray and they put that big heavy thing across you to shield you from the radiation? Except that thing is like a frickin body condom that weighs you down from head to toe. You can't get out from under it, you can't smile and laugh and pretend it's not there, you just have to deal with it til it's lifted. But for about 24 hours, life isn't gonna be all sunshine and rainbows.
The good news is, at least I'm not a raving bitch.
I'm just quietly annoyed and really irritable. (OK, not always quiet about it.) (But loudly annoyed, with love. LOL)
And then, just as quickly as it started, the mood swing is over.
The sun comes up, and the smile is back on my face. My guy is safe to come over again. Everything is right with the world.
Until the next one.
I'll try and give you a heads up of when you need to don your crash helmet, ok, honey?