You can't really tell it from here, because I haven't been posting much, but I'm feeling irritable lately. I'm tired all the time, overemotional, liable to completely lose my shit over something stupid at any moment.
For days now, I've been saying things like, "I don't understand why I'm so tired" and "Don't touch me" and "Will you please, for the LOVE OF GOD, sort the forks by size and design when you put them away".
I've also burst into tears over a song on the radio, thrown a quart of ice cream (It's light! Dreyer's Light!) across the kitchen because I couldn't make the frozen pizzas fit in the freezer, gotten 4 new zits, and eaten more than my normal quota of chocolate and/or grease-based products. I haven't felt gym-worthy since last Thursday.
Now, as the passive observer, what does this collection of events sound like to you? Go ahead, you can say it. (Even if you're male and you've been told never to diagnose it EVER...)
Yep, sounds like PMS to me, too.
The funny part is, I never see it coming. The dawning always comes after...I'll get my TOM and go, "ooooooooh....that's why I threw the cat and cried for 3 hours the other day!"
This time, I've even been taking a pill for the past 5 days to induce TOM, and it never occurred to me until about 15 minutes ago that all this irrational crap I've been dealing with for the exact same length of time was somehow related to said pill.
Then I saw a question about progesterone's effects on weight loss over at the donut forums, and decided to see how it affected me last year while I was on provera. What I found were posts about how tired and irritable I was, how much everything SUCKS, and how I could not stop eating crap food. And a weigh-in where I gained 2 lbs. Hmm...call me crazy, but I think maybe I'm seeing some parallels here.
It's these times that I am most grateful for the archives here. They remind me where I've been, so that I can get a clue what the hell is going on when I end up back there again. At least this time around, I'm 25-ish lbs. lighter. Still just as big a bitch, though, unfortunately. At least I know that it will all be better in a week or so.
*My Girl
Posted by Joy at August 4, 2004 04:38 PM