UGH!

[valarltd]

Miserably sick. Low-grade fever and general wooziness. Sour tummy which is the last remnant of last night's 2:00-3:30 AM potty-a-thon.

But, I am about 150 words into a story for Torquere's "Men in Uniform" anthology. Cosplayers. Sigh. I am so the geek girl. Deadline is March 1.

fandomhigh is The Bad Crack that Ate My Brain.
And if I don't get my homework for Jareth's class done, who knows what he'll turn me in to?

I got metaquotes'd today.

Dollface gets her glasses tomorrow. She's also requested sneakers.

Library closes in 15. I skipped out of reannon's chat because I had to man the desk. No work-study student tonight. Ergo, Angel writes.




Symptoms of Peri-menopause:

Menstrual cycles become shorter, longer, or unpredictable. I am no longer clockwork. My cycles are lengthening.

Flow becomes heavier or lighter Seems heavier, and brighter red too.

Low blood sugar--no evidence

Fatigue several days before menstruation. Sick, and exhausted as if someone mopped the floor with me.

Weight gain--avoiding the scale

Decreased sex drive: Very large, very noticeable. In the last 6 months, I've gone from "Twice a day would be nice if you can't manage 4 times." to "Well, if it's really been three weeks, I supposed I should." Mudd has even noticed I'm not as sexy and that, well, that's like the statue of Lincoln deciding to take a stroll around the Memorial. And maybe a dip in the Reflecting Pool. I love my husband, but boy when they coined the word "low sex drive" he was the poster child.

Headaches: I can't remember the last time my head didn't hurt.

Dry and/or itchy vulva: not lubricating like I used to. Haven't been this dry since lactation.

Increased incidence of yeast infections: first one in years.


Sounds like I need to talk to my doctor at my annual. I keep finding lumps, small ones, that are gone the next month. I have no clue how my family does menopause. The last 3 generations didn't do it. They all had hysterectomies in their 30s.

Comments

[ellabel.livejournal.com]

*hugs* being sick for ever and ever is miserable. I'm sorry you're sick. I hope you get better. I hate it when life drags on and you're sick. Me, I'll show up for class, but just sit there, and the professors are all "why you even here if you no pay participation?" and... uh... yeah. I hope you get better. Poo on sickness. POO.

[idadebeautreux.livejournal.com]

Oh man, ditto on fandomhigh. I need to stop checking obsessively.

[thefannishwaldo.livejournal.com]

andomhigh is The Bad Crack that Ate My Brain.
And if I don't get my homework for Jareth's class done, who knows what he'll turn me in to?


OMG... teh crack!

Did you see the fight I managed to start in (of all places) Diplomacy class?

What a hoot!