Showing posts with label aunt flo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aunt flo. Show all posts
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Cara: Women Stuff
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Cara I warned you. So again, like I wrote in another post(almost one year to the day...creepy!)...if you are the faint of heart (a.k.a. male) check back on here another day.
So...Aunt Flo is here again. Two days early. I am still hating her as much as last year if not more. After doing some research after seeing a commercial one day I have discovered I have what I think is HMB. Heavy Menstrual Bleeding (HMB) is a medical condition, also known as Menorrhagia. And until now I thought I had to live with it."About 3 million U.S. women each year see a health care professional because of heavy periods. But the number of women who have Heavy Monthly Bleeding (HMB) is thought to be much higher - as high as 22 million." Yikes. Maybe it's not just me.
Well, actually I know it's not because I have talked with other women about it before and it happens to them too. I was never really a complainer about my period. It would come and go with no drama, no cramps that would make me complain to everyone I meet.
But now it seems to affect what I do or where I go the first few days of it. Not to mention that I am a slug. I feel 10lbs heavier and tired and just plain yucky. But I really have to think about where I may be going and whether or not I want to. I can't go out dancing at a club with friends for example. I will be in the bathroom every 15 minutes and having to "take care of business" in a crowded, usually toilet paper challenged bar bathroom is not my idea of a fun night.
So I took this "quiz"on LighterPeriod.com
Needless to say I failed it. Now I am not sure what if any medication that website is promoting. I am not promoting any. I think it's a good place to start for someone who goes through what I do every month. I have never talked to my gynocologist about it, but when I go see her next month I definitely will.
I thought I had to live with it. People said it happens when you are in the peri-menopause time of your life. Or when you are in your 40's. I was really not liking those answers.
I of course googled treatments for HMB. Which as I had thought consisted of lots of ideas including a D&C, a hysterectomy and some estrogen/hormone drugs. None of the above really appeal to me thanks. Although if I am honest I do sometimes envy the uterus-less...now that I am really done with mine for all intensive purposes.
So...Aunt Flo is here again. Two days early. I am still hating her as much as last year if not more. After doing some research after seeing a commercial one day I have discovered I have what I think is HMB. Heavy Menstrual Bleeding (HMB) is a medical condition, also known as Menorrhagia. And until now I thought I had to live with it."About 3 million U.S. women each year see a health care professional because of heavy periods. But the number of women who have Heavy Monthly Bleeding (HMB) is thought to be much higher - as high as 22 million." Yikes. Maybe it's not just me.
Well, actually I know it's not because I have talked with other women about it before and it happens to them too. I was never really a complainer about my period. It would come and go with no drama, no cramps that would make me complain to everyone I meet.
But now it seems to affect what I do or where I go the first few days of it. Not to mention that I am a slug. I feel 10lbs heavier and tired and just plain yucky. But I really have to think about where I may be going and whether or not I want to. I can't go out dancing at a club with friends for example. I will be in the bathroom every 15 minutes and having to "take care of business" in a crowded, usually toilet paper challenged bar bathroom is not my idea of a fun night.
So I took this "quiz"on LighterPeriod.com
Needless to say I failed it. Now I am not sure what if any medication that website is promoting. I am not promoting any. I think it's a good place to start for someone who goes through what I do every month. I have never talked to my gynocologist about it, but when I go see her next month I definitely will.
I thought I had to live with it. People said it happens when you are in the peri-menopause time of your life. Or when you are in your 40's. I was really not liking those answers.
I of course googled treatments for HMB. Which as I had thought consisted of lots of ideas including a D&C, a hysterectomy and some estrogen/hormone drugs. None of the above really appeal to me thanks. Although if I am honest I do sometimes envy the uterus-less...now that I am really done with mine for all intensive purposes.
One treatment they did mention was Non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drugs (NSAIDs), such as ibuprofen. Although, they had to say it was recommended for women with HMB but has not been approved by the FDA to treat the condition. That's OK. Advil and I have always gotten along.
I don't take it regularly. Once in awhile for headache maybe.
I decided to try it every six hours (or so usually I go more than six hours). I am happy to say I think it's working, especially at night. I am not completely sold that it is this easy. But if I can take Advil for 2 days and be able to go about my life then I will. Beats going under the knife or taking hormones which could make me more nuts then I am now. (s-cary!!!)
If this is something you deal with every month of course talk to your doctor. I still am...but now I will use a big word like menorrhagia and dazzle her with my self medicating skills. (yeah right) But it may be worth a shot for you.
I don't take it regularly. Once in awhile for headache maybe.
I decided to try it every six hours (or so usually I go more than six hours). I am happy to say I think it's working, especially at night. I am not completely sold that it is this easy. But if I can take Advil for 2 days and be able to go about my life then I will. Beats going under the knife or taking hormones which could make me more nuts then I am now. (s-cary!!!)
If this is something you deal with every month of course talk to your doctor. I still am...but now I will use a big word like menorrhagia and dazzle her with my self medicating skills. (yeah right) But it may be worth a shot for you.
We women/moms need to deal with enough stuff...maybe this will be one less thing for me to think about every month. It would be nice.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Cara: Aunt Flo
(Warning this post is not for the faint at heart...men to be precise...lol)
She's visiting this week. I really don't recall inviting her honestly. I tried moving and leaving no forwarding address but she found me here anyway. I really would like her to go away. I am done with her using her "room" and would like to turn it into...I don't know an office or a media room or something. At one time I welcomed her. I was even REALLY happy to see her on several occasions. But now it's gotten old. Real old.
She turns me into the most horrendous "hostess". I am a gal that enjoys company, but not one that cramps me up and makes my eyeballs bug out of my head. I usually enjoy cooking and serving food to my guests. Well, there's food but I am going to eat all of it. And if it's got chocolate in it you had better step aside if you have grown fond of that hand you are about to grab it with.
I love to sit and chat it up with my guests. But when she is here...the tone of a person's voice makes me want to run screaming into the night. Really people, can you just say what you need to say and keep your attitude to yourself? I can't understand why when Flo is here everyone around me suddenly is completely annoying and stupid? It can't me be I am the hostess with the mostess.
I get a high from preparing for guests to come. I am happy, full of energy. When this beeatch comes over, I am a slug. I am tired, I have a headache and I am not about to start cutting flowers from the yard to stick in a vase in her guestroom, she can bite me. Full of energy? Forget it. I'm empty. As a matter of fact I think I may need a transfusion over the weekend.
So really, Aunt Flo can you just pack your bags and be on your way? Go visit some 13 year old who is dying for you to come visit. (idiot) You are really starting to make me nuts. First it's brain farts. Then I think crazy things. Like the time last week in the waiting room at the doctor's office. I was chatting with a lady sitting next to me. She told me she was getting a hysterectomy. I thought (out loud) "lucky!" I was embarrassed. She laughed, and said "I know". Is that sick or what? See, I am not the only one who wants to you take a walk.
It's been real, but you are overstaying your welcome. It's time to pack it up and take your pads with wings and your tampons with plastic applicators that make me choke (that's a whole other post and yes I know which end it goes in thanks) and don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya.
Jenn's two cents: OMG Cara on a roll...thanks for the laugh this morning - I will stay out of your way for the next 5 - 7 days - let me know when flo is gone and it's safe to come visit!
She turns me into the most horrendous "hostess". I am a gal that enjoys company, but not one that cramps me up and makes my eyeballs bug out of my head. I usually enjoy cooking and serving food to my guests. Well, there's food but I am going to eat all of it. And if it's got chocolate in it you had better step aside if you have grown fond of that hand you are about to grab it with.
I love to sit and chat it up with my guests. But when she is here...the tone of a person's voice makes me want to run screaming into the night. Really people, can you just say what you need to say and keep your attitude to yourself? I can't understand why when Flo is here everyone around me suddenly is completely annoying and stupid? It can't me be I am the hostess with the mostess.
I get a high from preparing for guests to come. I am happy, full of energy. When this beeatch comes over, I am a slug. I am tired, I have a headache and I am not about to start cutting flowers from the yard to stick in a vase in her guestroom, she can bite me. Full of energy? Forget it. I'm empty. As a matter of fact I think I may need a transfusion over the weekend.
So really, Aunt Flo can you just pack your bags and be on your way? Go visit some 13 year old who is dying for you to come visit. (idiot) You are really starting to make me nuts. First it's brain farts. Then I think crazy things. Like the time last week in the waiting room at the doctor's office. I was chatting with a lady sitting next to me. She told me she was getting a hysterectomy. I thought (out loud) "lucky!" I was embarrassed. She laughed, and said "I know". Is that sick or what? See, I am not the only one who wants to you take a walk.
It's been real, but you are overstaying your welcome. It's time to pack it up and take your pads with wings and your tampons with plastic applicators that make me choke (that's a whole other post and yes I know which end it goes in thanks) and don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya.
Jenn's two cents: OMG Cara on a roll...thanks for the laugh this morning - I will stay out of your way for the next 5 - 7 days - let me know when flo is gone and it's safe to come visit!
Cara's three cents: Cara on roll? Sounds like a deli order...better be careful with that sandwich it may contain thorns...hee hee
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