It's official. My hormones are in lovely balance. I'm not early menopausal, don't have PCOS, am ovulating alright and don't have high testosterone or low estrogen levels.
So why am I having such irregular (and stupidly long) cycles? It's a mystery. I'll be getting a scan at some point in the next few months but my GP doesn't expect it to reveal anything. To be honest, I don't think she'd have sent me for a scan if I hadn't had a loss. Not this early in investigations anyway. She seemed rather unconcerned but I guess that's how they stop patients from getting stressed unnecessarily.
I'm concerned. Maybe that's part of the problem. Living under constant stress can put one's cycle off and living without one's child is pretty damn stressful so maybe it is just stress. I am happy that there is no problem there but it's frustrating that my body isn't behaving itself for no apparent reason.
These last three weeks have been so long. Since Griffin's birthday, it feels like the days have dragged, but I don't know where they have gone. It feels like forever and no time at all. In fact it all feels like forever and no time at all. I guess that's normal because I've read similar in other blogs.
I don't know what to make of it all but the anti anxiety drugs I started a couple of weeks back have started to kick in so I'm hoping my anxiety and stress will reduce to manageable levels and I can actually think straight.
On a lighter note I heard a guy in a cafe telling a child (about 9) how he wasn't going to be allowed sweets in the house any more when his little brother was born because they wanted to teach the younger one that raisins were sweets. So the older brother would have to go outside to eat sweets and to hide them in the bottom of his bag if he had to bring them in the house.
I couldn't help but draw the comparison to smoking, obviously Haribo is the new drug that all the cool kids are doing.