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running day 2 - and PMS sucks.

warning - TMI ahead...

I've had an IUD in for over 6 years - I just had it removed 2 weeks ago.  I have not had a period (or PMS) in over 6 years.  I forgot what it's like.  Today I'm just sad.  For no reason.  I want to curl up on the couch with a blanket and the remote.  I wanted to leave work early just for a hug from my husband.  I'm not in any physical pain - but I feel like someone smacked my emotions with a 2x4.  They're all over the place and today the wheel landed on 'sad'.  I've been reading through blogs - trying to find inspiration and leave positive comments in hopes of lifting my own spirit as well.  What I saw was a lot of women struggling lately.  Or maybe that's just what I focused on. 
I'm in turmoil over some personal decisions but generally life is really good right now.  Even my teenagers are doing well. 
With that in mind - today was day 2 of marathon training.  And I had to force myself out the door.  But I did it.  nd tonight I did not get attacked by a dog - oh ya, I forgot to mention that last night.  Apparently my legs look like delicious milk bones.  Costco sized milkbones.  And a tiny dog jumped on them from behind.  Scared the bejesus out of me!!  Tonight I only got barked at - I can live with that!
But I powered through.  And ate a healthy dinner.  And am now about to go lay on the love sac and watch the rest of Biggest Loser.  Or fall asleep.  I just don't care. 
Tomorrow night is my OA meeting.  And I still haven't done my assignment.  Still stuck on step 4.  But I'm bringing the book to work with me tomorrow.  And I will get some writing done.
Until then, I'm going to just wallow in sadness, watch a sad movie, get some crying out of my system, and snuggle with my husband (who's birthday happens to be today!!). 

The good news in all of this is that I haven't had any slips in food. I'm still going strong.  Still writing it all down - eating well - managing. 

And PMS does end.  But my journey will not. 

Until tomorrow!!

TTFN,
LauraLynne

Comments

Laura said…
I know EXACTLY how you are feeling. I had my IUD removed in November it was a shock to the system to be dealing with PMS and periods again. It will pass, but it sucks while it is happening. Good job on completing day 2!
Mrs. S. said…
Isn't it just so unfair? I've wondered why we're blessed with this horrible hormonal crap & men get nothing. No fair!

Glad a dog didn't get you last night. What a great goal-you look like you are doing really great working towards it.
Amanda Kiska said…
I have an IUD too, but still have periods and all that. What sort of one did you have? I hope you get to feeling better soon. I am sure the exercise will really help.
LauraLynne said…
I had the Mirena IUD - I had about 3 light periods after it was inserted and not one drop since then. I've completely forgotten what it's like to bleed!
today is a better day - much better, thank you!
I hope your feeling better today!
LauraLynne said…
Feeling TOPS today - thanks Lisa! :)

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