12 Jun
Forty-eight and my periods have basically lost the plot. Last month it arrived nine days early. The month before that I bled for eleven days straight and went through so many pads I had to do an emergency Boots run at half nine on a Thursday night like some kind of teenager. I genuinely stood in that aisle feeling embarrassed and I am nearly fifty years old. I've started keeping a rough calendar on my phone, just jotting down when it starts, when it stops, how heavy each day feels on a rough scale. Mostly because I've got a GP appointment coming and I don't want to sit there going "um, it's been quite heavy I think" and have her nod and send me away with nothing. That has already happened once and I am not doing it again. Also trying to eat more iron-rich stuff on the bad days, lentil soup, tinned sardines on toast, that kind of thing. Nothing fancy, I'm not cooking a roast on day two when I can barely stand up. But it does seem to help a bit with the bone-tired feeling, or maybe I'm imagining it. Anyone else gone to their GP with actual written evidence and found it made a difference? I want to walk in prepared this time. x