I can say at this point I actually feel a lot better than I did 3 weeks ago, or even two days ago. I feel a bit more what I would call "light" in spirit.
You can Google about anything on IUDs and side effects; Mirena removal stories and the ever-fearsome Mirena Crash. Basically every negative side-effect of the Mirena or post Mirena is documented to strike worry and fear into inquiring minds.
You can Google about anything on IUDs and side effects; Mirena removal stories and the ever-fearsome Mirena Crash. Basically every negative side-effect of the Mirena or post Mirena is documented to strike worry and fear into inquiring minds.
I don't feel as emotional.
I had somewhat of a stressful discussion Wednesday night, but for the first time in a long while I didn't actually cry because I was emotional. I'm not one to admit that crying often times happens; but when I'm particularly emotional or stressed it certainly does. Never to use as leverage; just happens. I didn't.
Not sure if it's because of the Mirena being gone or the fact that I'm still managing myself and at times feeling punky.
I rode my bike to work, by the time I locked up I felt a little uncomfortable.
Work was tedious to me, no amount of Advil could completely make me comfortable. I was disappointed with myself when a couple regular customers noted my difference in personality. Ladies and Gentlemen, they were also men. I kept it short and sweet "It's woman stuff." and one said, "I sympathize."
If I could only explain that it was slightly beyond woman stuff; and my humble hopes that I will not look so damn crippled. I nursed a chocolate bar (and shared) it helped keep me going.
It seems that I may have officially started a period. I can't tell you if it's my normal one (it would be due around this time) or if it's the withdrawal symptoms of not having the Mirena. Either way, cramping seems a little more intensified. Holding myself into a fetal position isn't comfortable and it's how I want to sleep. Not quite warm enough when I lay on my back. I want to hold in coziness, but cannot be cozy when I feel like a butter knife is jabbing me inside.
Dull and achy.
I get a massage today. I can't explain how much I'm looking forward to that.
I get held tonight. I can't tell you how much I'm needing that.
It's funny when women have these mixed feelings/emotions/perceptions over their bodies when they menstruate. I've denied myself that process for almost 5 years; what I did get in terms of periods during those years were often times minimal and non-invasive.
I honestly think my negative feelings associated with it right now are because it seems a bit foreign to me. I've had cramping and such prior, but this is different for the time being. It wears on me mentally and emotionally; exhausts me.
I do not hold hope that I'll have an easy transition, no, I anticipate it'll be interesting with ups and downs. Will it be worth it? I certainly hope so.
Until then, I will sit and drink my coffee in quiet contemplation.
Not sure if it's because of the Mirena being gone or the fact that I'm still managing myself and at times feeling punky.
I rode my bike to work, by the time I locked up I felt a little uncomfortable.
Work was tedious to me, no amount of Advil could completely make me comfortable. I was disappointed with myself when a couple regular customers noted my difference in personality. Ladies and Gentlemen, they were also men. I kept it short and sweet "It's woman stuff." and one said, "I sympathize."
If I could only explain that it was slightly beyond woman stuff; and my humble hopes that I will not look so damn crippled. I nursed a chocolate bar (and shared) it helped keep me going.
It seems that I may have officially started a period. I can't tell you if it's my normal one (it would be due around this time) or if it's the withdrawal symptoms of not having the Mirena. Either way, cramping seems a little more intensified. Holding myself into a fetal position isn't comfortable and it's how I want to sleep. Not quite warm enough when I lay on my back. I want to hold in coziness, but cannot be cozy when I feel like a butter knife is jabbing me inside.
Dull and achy.
I get a massage today. I can't explain how much I'm looking forward to that.
I get held tonight. I can't tell you how much I'm needing that.
It's funny when women have these mixed feelings/emotions/perceptions over their bodies when they menstruate. I've denied myself that process for almost 5 years; what I did get in terms of periods during those years were often times minimal and non-invasive.
I honestly think my negative feelings associated with it right now are because it seems a bit foreign to me. I've had cramping and such prior, but this is different for the time being. It wears on me mentally and emotionally; exhausts me.
I do not hold hope that I'll have an easy transition, no, I anticipate it'll be interesting with ups and downs. Will it be worth it? I certainly hope so.
Until then, I will sit and drink my coffee in quiet contemplation.
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