I was out the door by 6:30 yesterday morning to get an in-depth analysis of how I’m fucked up. I already knew my internal clock was jammed. I didn’t need the confirmation when I showed up at the specimen collection laboratory five minutes before opening — or so I thought — when I realized it was Sunday. They weren’t open for another 1445 minutes.
I suspect my body might’ve gotten hasty about its descent into middle age and might be experiencing a soft launch into menopause: perimenopause. One of the symptoms of perimenopause is mood swings. I’d been dealing with those monthly for the past 30 years. In fact, aren’t mood swings the mortal coil of womanhood?
Additionally, which specific moods fall under this symptom? Since I’m currently taking a break from work, I generally feel upbeat, with my moments of anger mostly directed at dangerous drivers. It’s the other symptoms that have me wondering if I’ve started perimenopause earlier than expected.
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