It’s been nearly seven weeks since my last period. The delay between periods gives me some minor discomforts. For instance, I’m going back and forth with the size of my stomach. Some days I look 4 months pregnant and some days I’m just a bit wobbley. Carrying around a bit of extra weight isn’t a difficult thing – but it was disconcerting to see my actual size in the holiday photographs! When I look at myself in the mirror I didn’t think my stomach was THAT noticeable but I was clearly wrong! The other thing about the bloating is that I’ve had the odd occasion where I feel my womb. It’s not painful, I just happen to know precisely where it is at a given moment – usually when I’m walking downhill. It’s not uncomfortable but it is odd that I can feel it. I’m not concerned because I am close to needing to give myself a period so am putting oddness down to my bloating, etc.
My PMT is currently being held in check with Milk Thistle. OK, I know Mom doesn’t like me taking it but, as a doctor recommended I try it in the first place, I take it once or twice a day when I start to feel the usual shortening of my fuse. So far it’s been a tremendous help at work – especially since my first week back from a holiday feels particularly long! Also, the good thing about prolonging my cycle is that I only need painkillers if and when I get a headache! For those of you who don’t have endometriosis, you have no idea how much money I can easily spend on painkillers and other potions to try and keep my pain in check. What a relief to only worry about my agonising pain once every 9 weeks (or more)!
The nurse who did my colposcopy mentioned that I don’t have to have a period for six months if I really didn’t want to. As good as that sounds, I’m also wondering just how bad my bloating will be after six months!? I’m also wondering if I’ll have PMT symptoms for the next few months? I’m contemplating going longer between periods this cycle than my prescribed 9 weeks. So far I’ve not managed to get through a whole 9 weeks without giving myself a period. I get a bit down with feeling fat and cranky. I’m still hoping that the longer I go without a period, the easier the next “longer” cycle will be. I think this cycle is the first time when I’ve been at week seven and thought “Let’s go for a full six months!” but I’ll probably change my mind in the next couple of weeks. Up until now on the longer cycle, I’ve decided to have a period just shy of the nine weeks because I feel drained. No. Drained is a good word but it’s not quite accurate. I feel as though I’ve not slept in a million years even with a good night’s sleep. I’m normally a very warm individual but I could stand in the snow and not feel the cold. It’s not a depression but it’s a definite low. Sorry, I’m obviously not expressing myself very well. I’m not feeling the need just yet but know when it happens it will be as strong as ever.
Work is going OK at the moment. Normally I don’t have so much work to do that I’m stressed out. This week is busy but not fraught. The complaint of the week this week is that all of us appear to have forgotten just how long a 5-day week feels. No doubt next week will be easier – once I’m back into the swing of it. In a lot of ways it’s a shame that we have to go back to the daily grind, isn’t it? Wouldn’t it be nice to win the lottery and I could look after my family the way I want: Helios and I could pay off the mortgage, give my mom and my sister some money, give Helios’s parents some money, set up trust funds for Apollo and Maia, get some building work done on our flats, send Helios to University on a film course and start a business so he can get paid for his opinions about cinema. I’d probably find a part-time job somewhere (perhaps a charity) just to keep a bit of normality in my life and the rest of the time I’ll research endometriosis and blog about what I find. If only we could win…
This weekend will be spent in the garden with the neighbours and a BBQ. I hope the weather holds out!