Showing posts with label perimenopausal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perimenopausal. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

HORMONAL HELL--- Just Rip it all out Doc!

As usual, I woke up this morning at the crack of ole dawn, but to my dismay--I started crying. Me?--crying at 5:47 AM!! It lasted for a good hour or so. The person that I live with who used to be called fiance'...most often called boyfriend...sometimes called roommate...mostly just know him as workaholic, took some of the brunt. We see each other for about 10 minutes in the morning and maybe 1 hour in the evening 6-7 days a week. I suppose lucky for him he had to leave for work his normal 12 hour day (by choice--he loves his work)! We will get to him some other time. Big issue: He's a workaholic and I am a horny bitch. The two do not go well together.

OK, so now I am trying to figure out what the hell that was and why? Just to clarify, I am NOT a crying kinda girl. In fact, the last time I cried is when my beloved grandmother died. That has been almost a year. I am gonna throw one out there an blame it on the freaky hormones that we women have so that we can produce those little designer purse snatchers. (hope you get it) kids=less designer purses..........shallow, I know. Anyway.....................

For those of us in the late 30 something crowd whose decision to NOT have babies has taken is mark.....the doctor's should just rip out all of the mechanics that make a morning like this possible. Far as I am concerned--they can leave the part that gives me pleasure--just the opening will do and trash the rest. I apologize to the mom's of the world for not including you, but you chose to use that function, you get to keep it! Kidding Roxy....I know you are the queen of hormonal hell right now! Truthfully, if they came up with something good--I would let the mom's have it first--they have suffered enough.

But seriously---what the *^#! is going on? All the pills, treatments, therapies and damn technologies in this crazy mixed up world and they can't cure the misery that plagues every woman--HORMONES! Shame on them and if they are men they deserve every once of madness we give them. I actually feel wiped out over what happened this morning. An "IF" woman does have her down time--believe me, but she picks herself up, brushes off and posts a blog about it!

For future conversations--I will name my significant other Numnuts. Stay tuned for his story!