I can put up with the cramps. I can even put up with the inevitable IBS. The mood stuff is awful. For two weeks, I would become homicidal/suicidal. I knew that this person wasn't me, but I was powerless to stop her. Tried hormones but can't take them because they mess with my lupus. Finally found a shrink who isn't afraid to prescribe stuff other than prozac and things are better.
I used to plan my life around my periods. I even planned my marriage around my period. I would never schedule a vacation during those last two weeks. It was like half of my life was taken over by a strange creature. DH's socks in the middle of the floor would send me into a rage if I didn't watch it. I once chewed out a boss in front of everybody. Not recommended.
I'll be glad when this is finally over!



It never used to happen before
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