Perimenopause

For a change, something other than cats, i.e. my old news.

Back then, in a more innocent time when I wasn't yet living in a nightmare called Olivia and Tabitha don't exist anymore, I suffered from pain for a long time. My period just wouldn't start, and that's why the worse endometriosis pain just continued and continued. For a long time I've had shorter cycles from time to time due to perimenopause, but now was the first longer cycle. It must have been decades since I last had such a long cycle. And back then that was also probably due to the fact that I was too thin/I ate too little. I've also lost weight now and eat too little, but yes, the reason for this is perimenopause.

 

 

 

And then the fun finally started. The flow was absolutely awfully abundant, just gushing out like from a faucet. As if I wasn't iron deficient enough already. If this trend continues as menopause approaches, I think I'll bleed out.

So, first there was a too long cycle, and then terrible bleeding. The next period started far too early, and that happened to be on the day Tabitha died. It would be a good idea to get an ultrasound to see if I have, for example, fibroids, they are common at this age. Let's see if student health care offers such a service. And even if they do, is there any chance of getting an appointment?

 

And what other nice things have happened? When Olivia died on Saturday, the last time I had been out was on Friday of that week. And then I had been wondering what was on my upper thigh for a couple of days. Only on the night between Monday and Tuesday I finally investigated the matter in more detail. A tick! I walk in nature with bare ankles, why did the tick want to climb up to my upper thigh? I thought they would stay where they bite.

It was difficult to remove the tick, but fortunately it was successful so that it vomited only after removing it. But it was allowed to sit there for too long, I'll probably get all the diseases. I hadn't made any checks for ticks. After that, I have had to change my walking routes so that my bare ankles are not exposed to the undergrowth anymore.

Let's see what will come from that. A ticking time bomb inside me? I wouldn't be interested in a course of antibiotics because of a possible borreliosis infection.

 

 

Soon my studies are about to start. Frankly, I don't give a damn. Especially when I don't have many things that are mandatory for them. Like a smartphone and a computer camera. So I guess it won't be possible.