4d ago
48 and my body has apparently decided that the rules no longer apply. I had a cycle like clockwork for literally thirty years. Now I genuinely do not know when it's coming, how heavy it'll be, or whether I'll be caught out in the middle of Tesco with absolutely nothing in my bag. Last month was light and almost normal. This month I've gone through more pads in four days than I'd usually use in an entire period. I feel like I'm twelve and learning this all over again which is both hilarious and absolutely exhausting. I've started keeping a calendar on my phone, just writing down when it starts, how heavy, any clumping (sorry, but we're all in this together). Partly because I've got a GP appointment coming up and I know from bitter experience that the minute you sit down opposite someone in a white coat your brain empties completely. I want to have actual dates, actual patterns, something I can point to. Also trying to get more iron-rich food in on the heavy days because I feel absolutely wiped. Lentil soup has become my friend. Spinach in everything. Not a miracle but it feels like I'm doing something rather than just lying on the sofa wondering if this is my life now. Anyone else gone through this kind of unpredictability? Does it eventually settle or does it just keep being a surprise every month? x