Perimenopause is Officially Kicking My Butt
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A week ago, I woke up in the middle of the night feeling like someone had thrown acid in my face. My face wasn’t hot. It was searing. My eyes, cheeks, and lips were like the burning sun.
Three weeks earlier I’d had excruciating back pain. The back pain was bad but I never considered going to the ER.
This face pain blew past my back pain — it was unbearable.
It was a horrific way to wake up. I was disoriented, in pain, and confused. What was happening? Why did I feel like this? What should I do? Was I going to feel like this for the rest of my life?
Eventually, I realized it might be perimenopausal. I ripped off my sweatshirt, turned the AC even lower, and tried to calm down.
I fell back asleep. I was restless and had nightmares, but awoke with only minor prickling in my face.
I’ve been managing perimenopause fairly well over the past 10 years. Sure, I sleep poorly and take 60 supplements. My followers know that I’m basically Suzanne Somers.
But I’ve mostly been lucky. No mood swings. I solved my weight gain with extra exercise and some changes to my diet along with a good probiotic.
