December 13, 2010

Feeling Kinda Crazy

Two weeks ago I went to see my general practitioner to see if my meds needed to be adjusted.  I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism at the beginning of the year.  In September I felt I was gaining some weight and was worried that my meds needed adjusted but after a thorough exam and bloodwork, my doctor told me that all of my hormones were within the normal range.  Hmmm....

So two weeks ago when I thought my hair was thinning, I was fatigued and had found it hard to get the energy to exercise, had wanted to take naps in the afternoon, I knew that something was wrong.  I made an appointment and blood was drawn.  I had to wait one week for the results and when he called to tell me that my thyroid meds needed to have the dosage increased, I was thrilled.  It meant I wasn't crazy after all - at least I told him that and I also said he didn't have to respond to that statement.  Luckily my estrogen is within the normal range and while there are times I see the signs of menopause, it appears that I won't be facing that for a few years.

However, I am not without some days of "manic" hormonal fluctuations as I have come to call them.  Saturday was one of those days.  Perhaps it was the fact that my son and husband were both watching t.v. and viewing things on the internet while I was finally decorating the Christmas tree and putting up some decorations on the buffet in the diningroom.  They never help decorate the tree but they are always quick to say "You are doing a great job."  Translation - you could put garbage on the tree but as long as I don't have to decorate it, it is okay.  Well, perhaps that is a little harsh, but when you are hormonal your mind does tend to play tricks on you.

I don't like being in a bad mood and I don't like being upset with my husband and son - especially when they have no idea what I am upset about.  I kept telling myself - it is one of those hormonal days and it will pass.

What I did do was take all of that mania and transfer it to work.  I dug into the upstairs of our house and finally took that huge pile of clothes I am going to donate and went through that pile and made a list for tax purposes.  I bagged up the clothes and my husband took them out to my car so I could donate them this week.  I started going through piles of stuff in our bedroom and alcove area where everything seems to get piled when I don't have time to deal with it.  Everyone seems to have an out of the way area of their house where you put things when you don't want to deal with them.  Our area is the upstairs. 

The result is that I made a big dent in decluttering the upstairs and I feel so much better.  The new dosage on my meds has made a big difference in how I feel.  I have energy and I feel better. 

I didn't cook much this weekend.  I had made a big pizza Friday night and there were leftovers for lunch on Saturday.  I made eggs and toast for supper Saturday night and yesterday after church we went out for lunch with our other son and daughter in law.  Sandwiches were on the menu for Sunday night and today I will be back to cooking.  It was nice to take a break.

So, the next time you have one of those hormonal days in which you want to sit and cry, take a nap or yell at somebody; go to the nearest closet and clean it out.  You will feel so much better and you will at least have something to show for it. 

In retrospect, my family was glad to have me work upstairs and away from them.  It didn't matter if I was decluttering or cleaning as they couldn't figure out what was wrong.  They are clueless, but then again, I wouldn't expect them to understand the hormonal comings and goings of a woman.  That would be beyond them.


Debs said...

My womanly cycle's been a bit crazy lately and i've been craving chocolate and being hormonal a lot. My poor husband is doing well to deal with me - especially since we live in a small one bedroom flat, so when the baby's down there's no where to escape to!

Maureen said...

If I had to tidy up everytime I felt hormonal I would have to make my way round the street, borrowing cupboards to tidy out LOL

I read that Menopause starts at an average of 52 years of age, and for me that was right on the button. There one month and gone the next never to be seen again.

My Daughter has exactly the same thing as you, and after taking her meds for a couple of years she decided she was cured, and a couple of months later I had to practically carry her into the Doctor,s surgery, that taught her a lesson she,ll never forget.