Counting Down…

137 days left.

I have to get myself on some kind of plan, or I’m going to be quite disappointed when I reach age 50 in December. Right now, I weigh the most I have since right before my hysterectomy at age 38. Actually, if the scales are telling the truth (which, unfortunately, they usually are), I weigh more.

Ugh.

So, it’s time to get a game plan going here. I need an overhaul. A complete overhaul — mind, body, and spirit. That means, I’m going to have to get serious and focus, which is often hard to do because there are so many shiny, neat things out there to distract me from my purpose. And ice cream. And comfy couches. And exciting new projects.

This is going to be a challenge, and I’m going to need some support. And some ass-kicking. I’m going to have to make some decisions that require me to let go of some things I had wanted to take on as projects – it’s time to figure out which of those will best serve my goal… and which need to be packed away for another time.

I’m a bit unsettled about this but know it needs to be done. My life and my health in this next chapter of life depend on it.

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Besides, when December 10 rolls around, I want to be able to KICK… STRETCH…and KICK, just like Sally O’Malley. Hell, I might even buy myself an outfit and purse just like hers to wear that day.

She’s my heroine. I just love her so. 

 

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Making Friends with ET

Okay, not the ET that most of us remember. The one that strikes up a conversation and often causes us to take sides for or against it.

I’m talking Estrogen Therapy.

About two weeks ago, I went back to the doctor who performed my hysterectomy to start from scratch. After having gone to three different doctors, two of whom simply recommended I start on antidepressants and one who basically told me to “suck it up,” I made the appointment. It’s been eleven years since I last saw her. I deeply regret not having come back sooner.

After a lengthy conversation about my symptoms and desires not to take antidepressants, as well as having a complete exam, she recommended estrogen therapy. Of course, I was concerned about the cancer risks, and this is where she told me about the “estrogen window”.

While it’s too detailed to go into here, let me just say that I started my first low-dose transdermal patch a week ago. I am now going into my second week, and I can already begin to feel a slight change in my body and level of anxiety – a change for the better. Instead of “masking” the symptoms, we are going to what seems to be the root cause…

and I am ever hopeful.

If you are considering ET, you might want to consider reading this book. It’s extremely helpful.

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While this ET isn’t extraterrestrial, I’m certainly hoping it will make me feel out of this world soon!

 

All of a Piece

Today was International Women’s Day. A good friend of mine (and an amazing writer) shared her submission to the book, Letters for My Little Sister.

It’s about the “M” word, ladies… I think you’ll love this. I know I did.

Apologies for the shaky start to the video… I’ll go ahead and blame it on the menopause!

Back from the Depths…

First off, I want to apologize for not having posted here in a very long while.

Truth is, I’ve been busy — this writing thing is starting to take off now, and I’m really excited about the direction in which it’s headed.  Over the summer, I submitted two stories for inclusion in anthologies and am honored to say that both of them were accepted for publication!

The first one — Letters for My Little Sister — is a marvelous book about menopause.  It’s filled with stories from women of all ages and walks of life from all over the world.  I’m one of those gals who never learned from my mother about these things because, quite frankly, she passed away when she was only 35.  My grandmother never shared anything, either, because I wasn’t experiencing (or even thinking about) symptoms when she was still here with us.  So when I opened this book and started reading, it felt as if I had settled in among a circle of kindreds — I poured myself a cup of favorite tea, pulled up the blanket, and started reading.  Couldn’t put it down. Several times I felt myself chuckling in acknowledgement at some of the experiences – of course, my husband wondered what I could possibly be laughing at, but he DARED not ask, for fear of what might happen (I’m pre-menopausal, you know?).

The second book — Women Awakening: Discovering Our Personal Truths — is an anthology of I Am Subject Stories that focus on women sharing how the influences of family history, body and mind, internal/external roles, and life-altering moments have helped shape their lives… and their stories.  The stories are raw, honest, risky.  I would like to meet several of these women in person some day.  Diane DeBella, the book’s editor and the creator of the I Am Subject project, has become a friend via the wonders of technology (she lives in Colorado and I’m in North Carolina), and I hope to get together with her very soon to explore some opportunities to expand on this project.

I encourage you to consider these books and their creators.  Here are links to their webpages and book information:

Cecelia Gunther — Letters for My Little Sister Book Order Page
http://thekitchensgarden.com/book-orders/

Diane DeBella — The I Am Subject Project Page
http://iamsubject.com
For Women Awakening Book Orders
http://www.iamsubject.com/diane-debella-books/women-awakening/

Here’s me… as proud as punch!
My Books Sept 2014

 

 

 

 

 

Ethel and Her Armpits

Ethel and Her Armpits

The Smackdown

I’ve been away from regular posting for a few weeks and have dearly missed it.  Here’s another quick “Meno-Moment” for your viewing pleasure…

I’d love your feedback on these.  There’s just something about these old clip art drawings that brings out the “creative weirdo” in me. Plus, since I can’t hit anyone at work without getting fired, I’m living vicariously through these gals.

So, go to it, ladies!

Lula and Rose fisticuffs