Today has been an odd day. Got up, had a bath, felt better for that. Had a look through the cupboards and planned meals for the week. Went out shopping for the bits I didn’t have. That was strange, really odd to see so many shelves empty. It wasn’t fun, I felt squiffy through it all. And still couldn’t get spaghetti. Then we went to The Range to replace a torch damaged by a leaky battery. Unexpectedly, got spaghetti there.
The squiffy has a reason, and is on-going.
You see, as well as mental health issues, I have physical health issues too. One of these issues is recurring anaemia, and the fact that I have really heavy, very painful periods, is a contributory to that. In an effort of overcome this, I discussed the possibility of using an implanted contraceptive, as I know people for whom it has stopped their periods, which would be fantastic for me.
My doctor was very good about this, and did warn me that no periods is only one possibility, other possibilities include constant spotting, or pretty much any affect, it all depends on how the individual reacts to it. My reaction wasn’t good. I started having falls and getting dizzy spells, this is likely to be a combination of different factors going on in my body. Remember I’m telling my story here, not giving medical advice. The implant was removed last week.
By now you may be wondering what 24 has to do with anything. Both title and my squiffy day are probably linked to the fact that I’m now on days 24 of my period. On the positive side, there’s no pain, a very real upside for me. But I am left feeling very tired and down. This too will, I hope, pass.
One response to “24”
In awe of your honesty and your courage in sharing so much, Gail. Huge respect from me.
Pouring strength and love down my internet wires, hope it reaches you.