more than you ever wanted to know

The fact that I gained less than half a pound this week is a success to me. I…well, hold on, T.M.I. ALERT: If you choose to continue reading be warned that I’m not holding back on the talk about girl stuff that tends to make some men uncomfortable.

So! In the past year or so my periods have been closer together (like every 3 weeks!) and have gotten heavier….have to get up in the middle of the night kind of heavy. I just chalked it up to getting older, and find it ironic that I’m in a stage in my life where I know I’m finished having kids and am ovulating way more often. Not fair (in a heart beat I’d trade with my friend who has been trying to have a baby for a long time).

Last weekend I realized that I had not had my period in 5 weeks. Holy crap. I started to panic and “What ifs” were filling my head. I convinced my self that it was fine and I should just wait until Wednesday – give it 4 days. By Monday I was in full panic mode. If I was…you know (I still can’t even say it) then how would I blog about weight loss? The half marathon would be totally off the table. How would it affect my taking college classes? Would my husband have a heart attack? Panic. Tuesday morning I made an unnecessary trip to Wal-mart…the furthest store from where I live so I’d be less likely to see anyone I knew. I bought the test, drank lots of water and headed…to the track. I wasn’t ready to face the music so I walked 2 miles. The whole time I was concentrating on good posture, keeping my stomach in, watching the track team practice, and not thinking about the Wal-mart bag in my car. When I got home I really had to pee. Time to face the music. It didn’t take long to see that I was worrying for no reason. HUGE sigh of relief.

Then Wednesday morning I started…with a vengence. I have had horrible cramps, my body has felt like it was on fire, and I’ve been bleeding uncontrollably. I’ve been craving carbs and fat and wanting to lay around in bed with a heating pad on my lower back. Good times. I still got 4 workouts in. I only drank one soda. I indulged only slightly in some dark chocolate…and a shake on date night with the hubs. A relatively good week for one invaded by Evil Aunt Flo.

This coming week I need to keep up my regular workouts and maybe add an extra since it’s my last week of freedom before classes begin, use gum to curb my cravings, and make sure I’m getting my veggies in.

Wish me luck!

Posted on January 27, 2012, in AB and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. That would be nerve racking.. So glad your period came though even though another Carpenter would be wonderful. Sorry they have been such a pain for you.. Have you talked to the Dr about them. See if there is anything you can do?

  2. It is time you got checked out! Also periods and ovulating do not go hand in hand. I have regular ones every month, but because of a bum ovary only ovulate 6 months or less out of the year. So don’t beat yourself up about being a “fertile Myrtle.” Good Job this awful week!

  3. I’ve talked to the doc. She has no sympathy. They’ve offered birth control prescriptions. Added hormones? No thanks! Especially not since Har had the big V five years ago. If I had low iron there is a procedure they could do which might lighten or stop my periods all together, but my iron levels are good. I’ve been checked for fibroid cysts and had my mammo. It’s just how it is. Every month I just get a strong reminder about how wonderful it is to be a woman and what a blessing it is to be a mother…and I’m not being sarcastic.

  4. Oh dear. That sounds so stressful. Maybe your training made you miss. I’ve heard athletes skip theirs all the time. 😉

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