Hello my BIHS (bioidentical hormone sisters),
With the New Year fast approaching it brings with it a mix of regrets and hope.
I regret the years I lost to menopause because of doctors who didn’t take the time to treat me like an individual patient instead of just one in a stereotypical herd. I regret not knowing about bioidentical hormones sooner. I have hope that I will be able to continue to live life in a way that I thought was dead when I got menopause. I have hope that my blog and natural hormone therapy will help others avoid the hell too many of us have had to go through.
Three months ago I began treatment with bioidentical hormones. The big M is always on my mind. I find myself obsessed with this diagnosis, change or transition, whatever the hell you want to call it. I HATE it! What does menopause really mean anyway? Does it mean I’m old? Am I more mature (I don’t think so)? I don’t want to feel defined by my diagnosis. Maybe I’m just a victim of bad medicine. Maybe if I had been treated properly from the get go I wouldn’t be so preoccupied- maybe, maybe, maybe, who knows. What I do know is I’m not quite ready to let go. I know Oprah is always talking about forgiveness. You know, we must forgive in order to move on yada, yada, yada. I know what I should do, but give me a break Oprah, it has only been 3 months. I don’t submit to forcible forgiveness! I think I have post traumatic OBGYN syndrome.
Well, I will work on letting go for the New Year, but for now I think I will hold on. I actually get more done when I’m all wired up over something. I think getting screwed by 8 physicians deserves a pout don’t you? Besides, my lips look sexy when I pout.
Until next time