I think I only have ONE male reader, so George, I apologize for this post.
I had my annual smooshing and smearing last week, as women we’ve gotta keep our lady parts in check. While I don’t enjoy it at all, I am so appreciative that I have health insurance and a kind Dr; even the smooshing expert is pleasant and we meet every year around the same time for our intimate moments with my boobs. It’s also such a convenience for me that I can get my mammogram upstairs, then trot downstairs for my pap. Is that how it works everywhere? Probably not.
My girls visit the same office, so I wanted to share with them my whereabouts.
They are hilarious.
All is well on my end(s). Although, I’m a bit irritated when they often refer to me as ‘dense’. But, I think they’re talking about my boobs and not my brain. *fingers crossed*
I’m going to get bloodwork drawn soon, but I’m pretty sure I’m fully in menopause now. I’m not complaining because my days of NOT being in menopause were tough. Without going into the bloody details (see what I did there), my monthly friend wreaked havoc in my life. (wreaked? Wrecked?) anyhoo….from the ripe old age of 15/16 until February of this year, it was hellish. Miserable. Drained the life out of me for a few days every month. I used to see those damn tampon commercials where the girls were jogging, riding bikes, climbing mountains, and here I was bleeding to death on the couch canceling all planned activities that required me to be upright.
Now? I’m ready to climb a mountain.
Ok, maybe just a hill.
Hell, what am I talking about, I tripped stepping onto the driveway last week.
Menopause hasn’t been a walk in the park, but, I’m getting used to the brain fog, fits of anger, thinning hair, belly weight, hot flashes and the like.
And since I don’t want to ONLY complain on ye ole’ blog…Wait, am I complaining or rejoicing?
Look at this beautiful Eastern Black Swallowtail female that I released this week.
How nice to be a lady butterfly and NOT bleed to death or go through menopause. But then gain, they only get to live for a few weeks anyway; might as well let her have some fun.
Happy Friday my friends! Anyone have any exciting plans for the weekend?
I’m going to make it my mission to finish up my photo sorting project and organize my closet for the 700th time this weekend. I’m sure you’re thinking I have such a glamorous life and you’re correct.