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grammarwomanUGH. So it turns out that the real reason my period stayed away was so that it could come back with a vengeance when I was out of town for almost a week on a business trip.
Well, to back up a bit, I called my gyno's NP about the missing cycle, and she set me up with a 10-day prescription of medroxyprogesterone to summon the damned thing. It took almost the entire dosage for the period to show up, and then it was faint red smudges for days. So I packed what I thought I'd need for my trip, only to have it show up with a righteous fury. Like, waking up in the middle of the night four nights running to race to the bathroom, lest the hotel staff think I was performing ritual sacrifices in the middle of the bed. Or doing the tampon plus pad thing so I didn't have to change every hour during the day. ARGH.
I wish my system wasn't being as oblique as a magic 8 ball. Was it a peri-menopausal blip? Are my mom's fibroids coming home to roost in me? Guess I'm going back for more sonos and such to find out.
The trip itself wasn't bad; I got to meet some of my new teammates and take a prep course for a Microsoft certification on the company dime. I even managed to get my steps and exercise in every day.
Then I got home, and having breathed a sigh of relief that my monstrous period was done, I was struck down by a vicious cold, which resembles what the poor Emperor had a couple of weeks ago: fever/chills, coughing, chest rattles, aches - like a freaking viral truck had run over me. I took Monday and Tuesday off entirely, and have been working from home (with varying levels of success) since then. I'm hoping this means I'll have all this ick out of the way when I'm traveling to NY at the end of the month to see "Hamilton".
These aging meat bags we call bodies are so inconvenient. *SIGH*
Well, to back up a bit, I called my gyno's NP about the missing cycle, and she set me up with a 10-day prescription of medroxyprogesterone to summon the damned thing. It took almost the entire dosage for the period to show up, and then it was faint red smudges for days. So I packed what I thought I'd need for my trip, only to have it show up with a righteous fury. Like, waking up in the middle of the night four nights running to race to the bathroom, lest the hotel staff think I was performing ritual sacrifices in the middle of the bed. Or doing the tampon plus pad thing so I didn't have to change every hour during the day. ARGH.
I wish my system wasn't being as oblique as a magic 8 ball. Was it a peri-menopausal blip? Are my mom's fibroids coming home to roost in me? Guess I'm going back for more sonos and such to find out.
The trip itself wasn't bad; I got to meet some of my new teammates and take a prep course for a Microsoft certification on the company dime. I even managed to get my steps and exercise in every day.
Then I got home, and having breathed a sigh of relief that my monstrous period was done, I was struck down by a vicious cold, which resembles what the poor Emperor had a couple of weeks ago: fever/chills, coughing, chest rattles, aches - like a freaking viral truck had run over me. I took Monday and Tuesday off entirely, and have been working from home (with varying levels of success) since then. I'm hoping this means I'll have all this ick out of the way when I'm traveling to NY at the end of the month to see "Hamilton".
These aging meat bags we call bodies are so inconvenient. *SIGH*
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Date: 2016-03-03 09:11 pm (UTC)and boo for having a cold, and for menstrual ick. :P
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Date: 2016-03-03 09:47 pm (UTC)I think my body felt I was being too complacent or something, and decided I should be living in Interesting Times.