Late July

The Herbal HRT has helped with temper and mood, thank goodness! I wanted to give it a few weeks to work, and then look back honestly. Honestly? It helped. Or maybe it is a placebo, but I do know that I do now have less of a temper than I did, and I get hold of my emotions easier. My boss is happier with me, that's for sure!

I have smaller headaches, but more often I take a couple Motrin, and carry on, knowing that my descent into Menopause could be so much worse.

Laying on my stomach now feels like the area below my naval has a thick paperback there - it still feels like someone else's stomach. My hips and knees are sore almost all the time. I am just on Actoplus Met now (good thing, because my new insurance upped the cost to a $30 co-pay!) And I cut the tablets in half, and take smaller, sustained dosages every few hours. When I behave myself with eating, it works...usually.

My Aunt has suggested I try the "blood type diet". I crave junk now - often. I am honestly trying to switch from candy to sunflower seeds - something I picked up on my trip out West. We shall see.....

Mid-June

I have finally caved, and started herbal HRT. My legs hurt, and my gut feels wierd.

I'm also tired, and although I have a much longer fuse now, I have a teeeeeemmmmper.

this should be an interesting time.

Oh, and I fired my doctors.

Spring!

Pollen, pollen, pollen.....

It coats cars, and turns my nose into a sea. Nothing new, and the clairitin substitute seems to be helping.

My hips and knees are sore. I don't know what is up with that, I need to make an appointment.

I'm back to watching dogs. I'm back to playing instruments for a pit band for a play. I'm back to getting home at 9. And I am the same tired that I was before.

Maybe it's lifestyle? LOL

Good Friday

I am at work, and 99.99999 percent of my coworkers are off. This is what that means! It means that the second I need to run to the restroom, the phone will ring; anytime I am actually at my desk??? Yeah, silent.

It means that I will make coffee that I will dump out.

It also means I get to crank on Handels Messiah at my desk, and no one will mind! :)

I have about 25 envelopes to stuff for the Buisness office, and 10 Bills to enter into the log.

I should be done in the next half-hour.

I walked briskly up my stairs last night without holding the handrail, and surprised myself. There was no weird pulling, no fatigue. I really, truly am getting better. Thank God.

Running...

Was gone from 8-9 today. Yet, I am up, and feeling ok! I should be lying down! Napping! Something! Instead, I am doing LAUNDRY??????? Whoa!

Tipping points

Dinner went well, and we are both riding the health train. He has Type I, me Type II, both seem to have been triggered by secondary body trauma. Me from the tapeworms, him from breaking his arm.

The interconnectedness of health really is amazing, huh?

Bread...and Dinner

I gave up bread for lent, thinking that it would be something easy, something I would not really miss.....WRONG!

Though my blood sugars are considerably better, I can't tell if it is a carbohydrate reduction, or from the re-alignment of my hormones from the hysterectomy. Wonderful. Another month of dealing with adjustments. Do I just fix and fix until my beta cells die, and they put me on insulin?

Eating dinner with my ex tonight. I need to tell him about John's death. I am an emotional mess, and, although it should not matter, considering the water under Niko and my proverbial bridge, I find myself angry and embarrassed that I have a brand new chin-zit for the occasion...Vanity is as ill-fitting and unattractive on me as any of my other vices.