Perimenopause Can Suck It #8: Negating the Negative

Oh, perimenopause, you are a cruel mistress.  How do you sucketh? Let me count the ways: #1, #2, #3, #4, #5, #6, #7.  Dang, that’s a whole lotta suck.

Perimenopause CAN Suck It #8

Most women know that perimenopause can start in their 30s (THE HORROR!) and continue on until their 50s (THE HORRIBLE HORRORS!).  What you may not know is that once perimenopause gets closer to becoming the year of no mo’ periods, aka menopause, it get bitchier and wants to stab you into a submissive heap.  No lie.

Technically, menopause is defined as such by the Mayo Clinic: Menopause is the permanent end of menstruation and fertility, defined as occurring 12 months after your last menstrual period.

You know what pisses me off about the Mayo?  They list this definition under diseases and conditions.  Makes me what to punch a copywriter, assuming it’s a copywriter’s decision to place a naturally occurring physiological female function under conditions and diseases.  And I love me some copywriters.

Which brings me to negating the negative.

As you have deduced by now, OMT gets cranky dealing with such nonsense.  Perimenopause is my generation’s breast-feeding in public campaign: IT’S A NATURAL STEP IN A WOMAN’S LIFE. STOP TELLING US IT NEEDS TO BE FIXED.

Yo, Mayo, totally not a disease.  I’ll throw you some slack on it being a condition, if by condition you mean temporary like the adolescent acne that is mocking some of us as our children go off to college.  If that’s not what you mean, we need to have a conversation.  Wear a helmet; things are gonna get punchy.

I refrained from ending that last sentence with “asshole” because I thought it didn’t fit the negating theme, but it’s how I feel most of the time when anyone tries to put perimenopause in a neat box.  Those of us in the throes of perimenopause know what’s happening, we know what’s what, and what we don’t need it a tsunami of advice on how to hide our discomfort through medications or trite advice from those who can only imagine to be in our hot flash pants.

GOSH!

How does one negate the negative while living through the terrain altering EF5 tornado of perimenopause symptoms?

With a strong-ass will, that’s how.

TO THE BULLET POINTS:

* Remember, this too shall pass.

* ^ When someone says this to you, other than a woman living through this particular hell, or one who has made it to the other side WipeOut-style, don’t actually punch them, that’ll get you time.

* Food.

* Strong drink.

* Live with abandon, meaning to wear as few articles of clothing in public that you can get away with legally.

* Master “the look” that instructs folks to leave you a wide-berth.  You don’t need people trying to help; you need people to leave you the hell alone, or someone’s getting punched, baby.

* Keep the name of your lawyer on your person at all times…just in case someone misread the look you were giving them and got. too. close. to. the. vortex.

* Go with the flow, or reduced flow, or overflow, as it may be.

* Be honest with your feelings.  Telling people you are feeling punchy reduces the actual number of punches you’ll have to administer.  Saves some wear and tear on your knuckles.

* Humor

Ladies (and the few brave dudes who read here), all I can offer you is my sympathy, with a splash of vodka laughs.  I have been told that my symptoms are minor in comparison to most women’s and that I should be grateful.  I have yet to have a hot flash.  I am mean only once in a great while.  I am dealing fairly well, except when I’m not.  My brain won’t even take me to the horrible peri-land where other women live.

~shudder~

Garry was asked by a friend the other day how my hormones were working for me.  He replied that I’m transitioning without drugs or hormones.  Her response?  “Good luck to you!”

It made me laugh, but in that nervous OMGOODGOLLY way because she knows of what she speaks.   Like there’s still stuff that I don’t know about and until I do, I don’t earn my customary Welcome To The Club certificate.

Perimenopause is not for the weak.  It’s just one more swipe my body is gonna take at me before my final deposit into the ground.  You gotta laugh.  If not, someone’s getting punched.

Either way works for me.

CLIFF NOTES: Punching negates the negative of perimenopause as it releases endorphins making everyone but the punchee happy.  For the record: There are no formal medical studies that back up my claim.  It’s purely my own research and findings.

Perimenopause can SUCK IT.

 

* Disclaimer: All information in this series is based on my personal experience and is not intended to take the place of your doctor’s advice.

 

~If you are overpowering the negative, please consider sharing on social media. Smooches!~

 

 

 

 

Comments

  1. Reading this post was both empowering and also a bit like sticking my fingers in my ears and sing-shouting, “I’M NOT LISTENING. I’M NOT LISTENING.” But, I needed to hear (read?) it. 😉

    • LOL! I think more women are experiencing subtle symptoms at an earlier age, and while docs used to dismiss the idea of experiencing perimenopause at earlier ages, they are now acknowledging that, yep, it’s happening. The great thing about that is, we no longer have to think we’re dying of some weird, undiagnosed, ailment. What’s happening is normal. NORMAL, dadgum it.

  2. Wow. I can definitely wait for this! I’m just trying to handle PMS for now haha.

  3. As someone who gets “punchy” a few times a month, I have this helpful suggestion: WII BOXING
    When my frustration starts boiling, my husband wisely sets the game up for me and backs away slowly. It works wonders for my mood! 🙂

  4. My mother hit perimenopause in her 30’s and yikes! Talk about a situation that makes dealing with teenagers all the more fun for everyone involved. We were both hormonally nuts at the same time, so a good solid sense of humor was a must-have.

    I’ve already warned my husband that if her experience was any indicator, doomsday is drawing ever nearer…

    • My personal doc said there is some evidence that shows if you followed your mom when you started your period, it’s a safe bet you’ll follow her in perimenopause. The German swears she sailed right through it, no prob, but her family knew better. HIDE THE KNIVES!

  5. It’s not so bad. I went through it naturally. Nobody got (too badly) hurt. Now in full out menopause, I’ve mostly mellowed. My air conditioning bills have skyrocketed. I just don’t see how my family needs to be wrapped in six layers of sweaters when it’s so damn hot around here.

  6. uggg … do I really need to get the bloodwork done for them to tell me I’m in this stage?? Are you kidding me? Poor Hubby and kids … I’m in full on PMS mode 3 weeks out of 4 and they are getting tired of me asking if it’s hot in here … I can’t tell if it’s me or if the ac isn’t working right … sad ;( … even funnier is that I’ve asked my gynecologist if there isn’t something to do about this “overflow” since I don’t really need to be going through this every 3 weeks, you know? She laughed and said it’s part of growing old. HUH? What does THAT mean?? I may need to find a new doc!

    Thanks for the laughs … I need to go look up a boxing class again! Great idea on the WII boxing but mine is kaput!

    • You might think about taking a helmet for your doc on your next appointment, depending on your mood. 😉 No laughing, unless you instigate it! This perimenopause be serious business. Glad I could give you a laugh; we need more of them.

  7. ha ha ha ha ha ha! Oh I needed this laugh today. Right now, the heat is killing me. I am hot ALL the time. not flashes, no night sweats, just hot all the stinking time.

    Then there is the annoyance of my cycles being SHORTER! Really, I thought they would get longer. Nope according to my SILs who have already passed through this phase they can get shorter first.

    • Shorter first, that’s the intel I’ve been gathering, which is one of the biggest surprises, right? Sorry about the heat on top of being hot. Might be time to buy stock in snow cone companies.

  8. Oh goodness! At 48, I am at full on menopause. The last decade has been an incredibly difficult ride. I think all of the family survived to this point but I am afraid to count. There are so many teenagers in the house at any given time that surely 2 of them are mine. Fairly confident that the man doing dishes in the kitchen last night was my husband.
    I managed it without extra hormones but not without help. An endometrial ablation helped when the ebb and flow became too frequent and too heavy. Karate class helped with the increased rage and a mild anti-depressant helped with the crying jags. Nothing but a higher electric bill and a couple of fans helped with the hot flashes. Good friends of a similar age and bottles of wine help me laugh through the memory loss.
    Good luck sisters

  9. Lalalalalala…says she who has her fingers stuck in her ears….
    I think I am at the start of this. And I am entirely too hormonal. I don’t think this is going to be pleasant for anyone. Can you pass me that bottle of wine?

  10. When I got my PhD in Pharmacology, Pregnancy was listed with the diseases and disorders. Sigh.

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