The months before that missed period...

You know, if we really listen to our body we would realize things a lot more often.  And I don't mean listen to that fast heartbeat during that scary part of the movie which now means I am going into cardiac arrest at 24.  And I don't mean listen to that gut feeling you've got when you have had horrible diarrhea when you know good and well you drank too much and didn't eat right this past weekend.  And I DEFINITELY don't mean to listen to google, wed MD, or any other site that has all your symptoms listed under cancer, heart attack, diabetes, and serious MRSA infection in the body.  (GUILTY)
This is what I mean when I say listen to the body.  Before my missed period in January I was sad for months.  Granted one may say I had some things to be sad about such as my miscarriage, seeing others celebrate their pregnancies, or(spoiler alert) Wes dying in "How to Get Away with Murder".  This, however, was an altogether different sadness that I seriously couldn't shake despite planning trips, seeing family, having date nights with the husband, and grabbing drinks with the girls.  This was mood swings that clearly took over my body.  Anger with the husband because he just couldn't make me happy(NO this does not mean you are off the hook for leaving messes everywhere Christopher) Longing for a different life and running away from my routine that normally would make me happy.  Panic attacks in the middle of the road.  LITERALLY the middle of the road.  Happiness that was so over the top that I would be shaking.   Anxiety so bad that I would feel nauseous daily, even hourly.  These ladies, are called mood swings, and though our body as women with all the hormones we have are destined to go through these, when they are drastic it's not normal.
Other symptoms that were clearly signs of something not being right was my acne on my back.  HORMONAL I tell ya.  Also my drive to workout, and I am an avid worker outer, was diminished. In fact I didn't get joy out of working out like I used to, and other things at that matter.  And the ever so nice, WEIGHT GAIN.  It was only 8 lbs...but when you FEEL it dragging you down, you know it's not a good kind of weight gain.

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