HOW DID YOU KNOWyou’d entered perimenopause?
I saw a social media comment recently where a lady shared that she was recently ‘diagnosed’ with perimenopause and she’d cried.
I can’t imagine how upsetting it must have been for her to have such news delivered in a doctors office following blood work analysis.
No wonder she cried.
I’m thankful to have had a very different experience.
I have a big problem with the word ‘diagnosis’ when it comes to perimenopause.
One is that blood tests for peri menopause aren’t that reliable.
This lady was 51yrs when her bloods finally reflected what she KNEW had been happening for the last 5 years.
Maybe she was crying tears of relief, finally, she was being taken seriously.
My other issue with the word ‘diagnosis’ is that menopause is NOT a disease.
It can’t be cured, it doesn’t go away, even with the help of pills, gels, patches and lifestyle changes.
Perimenopause is not a disease
It’s the end of a life stage.
And the beginning of a new one.
Just as you went from being a child to an adolescent, to an adult, this is simply another transition.
I know how hard it is.
I’m not downplaying that, I’ve been there.
None of the transitions have been easy.
But you made it and with each transition your world became bigger and better.
I was in perimenopause for about a year and a half before I even realized!
I had noticed unusual and sometimes upsetting changes happening, but had no idea what was going on, I thought I was losing my marbles. It was scary.
I’d never even heard of perimenopause.
Then a friend who is a couple of years ahead of me, gave me a book on menopause, it listed the 30 or so most common symptoms.
I checked 28 of them off straight away.
And have come to know of many more over the last 7 years.
That book was a gift from the Godesses of menopause (and my friend Lorraine 🤣) It was written with honesty, humor and positivity.
And that was the mindset and energy that carried me through 7 years of perimenopause.
Had I started this journey crying in a doctors office, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be writing this now.
You can try to resist it, keep living in the past and mourn the life/ mind/body you had
You can be thankful for all the gifts and lessons that have helped you grow
Let it go, gracefully
And welcome the next phase