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Stick a fork in me I'm done
Mar. 24th, 2025 09:34 amLast week was ROUGH. I woke up Wednesday at like 3 am again and this time I said oh-ho! I have learned my lesson, i will not attempt to get some snoozes at 5:30, that way lies madness! But then when I dragged myself out of bed, I was achey all over and just feeling really bad. I was cold when I left so I dressed for that, but by the time I arrived to work I was ROASTING. I went home once people had arrived at work, figuring that if nothing else, I could have a nap. Was this achiness and hot-cold an illness? Because I had slept all of 16 hours in three days? The weather? FUN NEW perimenopause symptoms??
IDK, and I spent the whole day, and the next, and half of the next, laying in bed either freezing to death (it felt; even breathing set up whole-body chills) or roasting so much my eyelids were sweating. The hot cycles were awful because I couldn't really do anything and I didn't want any part of my body touching anything else so I ended up in some weird positions trying to get into the least touchy position. And I got the hot cycles every time I started to doze off. I wondered if it might be period-related because the sweats had that onion smell (Wtf is up with that, anyway), and even though I had already been bleeding for a week, it now began in earnest. On Thursday I desperately needed more back up pads but the thought of walking further than the front door was exhausting so I started researching deliveries. I still paid entirely too much, but thank you Skip the Dishes for having the lowest delivery fee and fastest delivery time.
Friday morning I WAS feeling better, but I was standing in the kitchen eating toast and feeling like I was going to pass out, so I called out again. And that continued in improving bounds through the weekend, with me doing my shopping early on Saturday but at a very slow pace, and trying to lift things on Sunday and being reminded that I was ill VERY RECENTLY. I'm still feeling a little weak today.
And if this IS a fun new perimenopause symptom, I'm already over it. I cannot keep losing almost a week of my life every month to this. Regular doc visit soon at least, I can ask about it.
On Saturday I was feeling well enough to sit up and putter around the house, so I worked on my Scout dress. Interfacing ironed on, buttonholes made, buttons sewn on, then hemmed and it was done! Woohoo! Still need to get photos obviously. ALso, I did my buttonhole tests on straight grain fabric, which looked mostly fine on top (whhhyyyy) and the actual buttonholes on the cross-grain, which looked HORRIBLE and it took me until I was trying to open them to figure out why. D'oh! Well, whatever, I ended up poking a seam ripper at one end to open a big enough spot to get a tiny pair of scissors in and cut them. I really gotta get a buttonhole chisel. Anyone close enough to inspect and clock me for the wonky buttonholes is gonna get kneed.
Yesterday I visited my partner in crime so I could rant at her about stuff*, and helped and her and her friend with counting inventory for her market set up. I thought I'd be OK period-wise but after lunch, even though I'd emptied the disc before leaving the house, I was already flooding through it 20 mins later. By the time I got to a bathroom, that back up pad was FULL and I was minutes away from a full blow out. FUCKING HELL WHEN THE FUCK DOES IT END. Did absolutely nothing for the rest of the day, except post about my kittens on BlueSky because they are now TWO WHOLE YEARS OLD!! Oh, and I attempted to plan the mods for another top, so future!me can just cut a mock up and see how that goes.
(* separate post TBD. It's a lot.)
Brain was doing an anxiety last night, so I WAS NOT tired at all until I could stop hearing a political satire song running through my head (replaced with My Chemical Romance. I guess!). Iiiinteresting. I am very tired today.
IDK, and I spent the whole day, and the next, and half of the next, laying in bed either freezing to death (it felt; even breathing set up whole-body chills) or roasting so much my eyelids were sweating. The hot cycles were awful because I couldn't really do anything and I didn't want any part of my body touching anything else so I ended up in some weird positions trying to get into the least touchy position. And I got the hot cycles every time I started to doze off. I wondered if it might be period-related because the sweats had that onion smell (Wtf is up with that, anyway), and even though I had already been bleeding for a week, it now began in earnest. On Thursday I desperately needed more back up pads but the thought of walking further than the front door was exhausting so I started researching deliveries. I still paid entirely too much, but thank you Skip the Dishes for having the lowest delivery fee and fastest delivery time.
Friday morning I WAS feeling better, but I was standing in the kitchen eating toast and feeling like I was going to pass out, so I called out again. And that continued in improving bounds through the weekend, with me doing my shopping early on Saturday but at a very slow pace, and trying to lift things on Sunday and being reminded that I was ill VERY RECENTLY. I'm still feeling a little weak today.
And if this IS a fun new perimenopause symptom, I'm already over it. I cannot keep losing almost a week of my life every month to this. Regular doc visit soon at least, I can ask about it.
On Saturday I was feeling well enough to sit up and putter around the house, so I worked on my Scout dress. Interfacing ironed on, buttonholes made, buttons sewn on, then hemmed and it was done! Woohoo! Still need to get photos obviously. ALso, I did my buttonhole tests on straight grain fabric, which looked mostly fine on top (whhhyyyy) and the actual buttonholes on the cross-grain, which looked HORRIBLE and it took me until I was trying to open them to figure out why. D'oh! Well, whatever, I ended up poking a seam ripper at one end to open a big enough spot to get a tiny pair of scissors in and cut them. I really gotta get a buttonhole chisel. Anyone close enough to inspect and clock me for the wonky buttonholes is gonna get kneed.
Yesterday I visited my partner in crime so I could rant at her about stuff*, and helped and her and her friend with counting inventory for her market set up. I thought I'd be OK period-wise but after lunch, even though I'd emptied the disc before leaving the house, I was already flooding through it 20 mins later. By the time I got to a bathroom, that back up pad was FULL and I was minutes away from a full blow out. FUCKING HELL WHEN THE FUCK DOES IT END. Did absolutely nothing for the rest of the day, except post about my kittens on BlueSky because they are now TWO WHOLE YEARS OLD!! Oh, and I attempted to plan the mods for another top, so future!me can just cut a mock up and see how that goes.
(* separate post TBD. It's a lot.)
Brain was doing an anxiety last night, so I WAS NOT tired at all until I could stop hearing a political satire song running through my head (replaced with My Chemical Romance. I guess!). Iiiinteresting. I am very tired today.
