About a month into hubby’s new job and I’m back at the chiropracter’s office.
Twice. Three times. Sigh. Apparently motherhood is hazardous to my health. Good news is that the Precious seems to finally be over his bronchitis. Unfortunately, he seems to have gotten used to his days lolling about watching TV, walking the dog and having his temperature taken several times a day by his crazy mummy. (I bought a new fancy digital ear thermometer (on sale – Braun) to replace the old Safety 1st one I bought in the States when we first had the Precious. Oh, I kept the $5 simple digital one too but they both kept giving me different temperatures (one if Fahrenheit and one in Celsius); it was driving me nuts. I was just confusing myself by using one for the ear and the other for the armpit/mouth. The ole’ hand over the forehead seemed to be just as accurate.)
My pseudo kickboxing is coming along nicely. I say pseudo because if anyone actually kicked me back, I’d fold faster than Superman on laundry day. I joined the fighter bootcamp (motto: Fighting Solves Everything) and I am enjoying it. I get really embarrassed when I suck air, but the combination of being out of shape and exercise induced asthma keeps me humble. I have to say that hitting is quite addictive. That satisfying smack on the sparring pads! Ah, true love. It’s what keeping me sane, people. Despite my aching shoulder joints, stiff back and bad knees, the group never makes anyone feel bad about being less than stellar. I’m hard on myself, I just wish I was better coordinated. The trainer is very supportive and encouraging. Now I just wish I did not give in to hormone induced cheating this week. I confess! I had a Skor candy bar and a can of Pringles. Then I got my period. That explains it.
The PMS has gotten way worse over the past several months. I tried to talk to my doctor about this, the problems with sleeping, weight gain, fatigue, etc. I got a thyroid and blood test. Normal results, whatever that means. She recommended cutting down caffeine, exercise, going to bed earlier. I’ve done all three, exercise being the most effective. She suggested melatonin for the sleep issue. It didn’t really work. I still woke up 2 or 3 times. The next thing is sleeping pills, but truly, that will only solve one issue and with a kid in the house, I don’t really want to be in a coma if he needs me. I think what I’m looking for is a way to deal with perimenopause in a more holistic fashion so perhaps she’s not the right person to talk to. She can give me pills for depression but I’m not actually sick. I looked up a clinic that deals with midlife health and of course, they charge about $1000 for testing and a strategy. I’m sure there’s a whole list of supplements they’ll want me to buy, too. Forget that. I’m going to go to the bookstore and see what I can find on my own. I’m tired of the foggy thinking, completely forgetting about things a day later, it freaks me out and embarrasses me at the same time. Having a mother with dementia doesn’t help either. I may have to drag my ass to a naturopath (aahh…. oh the memories of the diet detox…. twigs and berries….not pleasant… all to get me healthy for pregnancy… oh man.)
Wish me luck.