Hell Is A Cakewalk Compared To Menopause!

Okay okay so hell wouldn't really be a cake walk compared to menopause, but let's face it interest is 90% catchy title...(I just made that up to sound good ) Seriously though here's my story;

Two years ago exactly I was in my hysterectomy class, my doctor REFUSES to do a hysterectomy if you don't take the class so I figure this must be really informative, umm...no as a matter of fact, the only thing I remember from this class is you do not lose ANY weight what-so-ever when your uterus, cervix, and fallopian tubes are RIPPED out of your body!  Anyway, although how much weight would I lose was my first question I knew if I waited long enough somebody else would be braver than I to ask such a "silly" question!  Sure enough the girl behind me, who happened to be the only other person in the class, asked the question! The facilitator was so polite as she smiled and gave an encouraging answer to the question everybody asks in every class she facilitates.  So when asked if there were anymore questions my hand shot up without thinking, I believe it was due to her warm tenderness toward what I thought was an embarrassing vain question.  It was as though warm tenderness offered my arm reflexes faster than the hammer to a knee!  I felt very intelligent when I asked, "So what are the emotional ramifications after a hysterectomy?"  I turned my head toward my neighbor and nodded ever so slightly as if to say, now see, that's the kind of question they're looking for...the intelligent ones! 

Needless to say the dumbfounded look on her face replaced the warm tenderness and the encouraging smile was replaced with the look of  'what an idiot' and her response of, "What emotional ramifications would there be if your doctor says you have a medical reason for having a hysterectomy in the first place?  They're obviously NOT going to take it out if it wasn't causing you trouble to begin with." that coupled with an eye roll stung my ego enough to elbow Kevin, my husband, and say, "See I told you!  Geesh what a dumb question."  I met her eye roll w/ my own eye roll and as soon as she turned away I looked at him and knew I owed him, so I quickly whispered, "Don't play dumb, that's the same question you asked me on the way here."  I believe it was at that point we both thought if menopause meant I'd be crazier than this, our marriage is going to depend on a miracle!

So what's the moral to the story?  And what does a cake walk, hell, and menopause have to do with each other?  Not a damn thing...and that's menopause folks...and if you understood that last statement you've either experienced menopause personally or survived somebody who did, that being said, everybody who doesn't fall into those catergories don't let your prayin' knees get lazy and pray like crazy, lives depend on it!

Here it is two years later...I now know why she answered the question the way she did...if she had put her hand on her hip and answered, "Girl, emotional ramifications doesn't even describe what you're about to go through, if you're lucky I WON'T see you on the evening news as the latest nut job that went pshyco when her kids asked 'what's for dinner'!  An if I was you...I'd suffer with the three weeks a month with pain from the varicose veins in your uterus and edomitriosis, you think you got pain now, honey you're about to give up the good quality of life, mentally speaking that is!  Girl what's wrong witch you letting some fool man doctor tell you you don't need your uterus, fallopian tubes, or cervix...as if a man with a penis and testosterone knows a damn thing about estrogen in the first place!  Girl, run, run now and don't look back!" I'm quite certain I would not be writing this "Menopause is the New Hell" TopicSpotter today!

All joking aside ladies trust me you're NOT suffering alone in this, just ask the people you live with...if you can't find them then it's one of two reasons why! They didn't love you unconditionally and left your psycho ass or 2. You killed them as they were trying to leave your psycho ass and you don't remember where you buried them!  I believe the insanity plea will work for you...it's called MENOPAUSAL INSANITY!  Okay so I guess all joking wasn't aside...but now it is...In all honesty, know what to expect after a hysterectomy.  If you can't get your questions answered by a physician she's either too young or he has a wife that's too young...(aahhh, so that's why they go for the younger ones and they're smart enough not to announce it!  Wow, they deserve a little more credit than I give them!) But seriously, I was in bad shape, pain was taking over my life and crippling me, my family was still young, too young for me to be laid up.  What I wish I would have anticipated is that my family was too young for menopause too,  if we could have been foreworned it may have been easier to deal with my misunderstood behavior and just maybe it would not have been so offensive!  Thinking of myself as somebody my children could look up too and a wife my husband could brag about was something I lived for...in a blink of and eye one event followed by another event caused by the crippling depletion of estrogen stole those things I lived for, but only for a time!  After years of seeing myself as somebody my family needed, I now see that they are somebody I needed!   During this time my family proved to be loving and kind even though I myself was less than kind.  

Being in my 30's, going through perimenopause, having endomitriosis, vericose veins in my uterus, and then a hysterectomy which lead to early menopause made for a very difficult time.  I thank God for the good support I had in my family, if you don't have the support you need, leave your comments and I'll see what I can do.  I'm no expert on life or menopause but sometimes it's not an expert that you need, it's a friendly person who understands! {{((BEAR HUGS))}}