Let's Get This Shit Started

Saying goodbye to the Pill - 3 weeks in.

It's been 3 weeks. 3 weeks since I swallowed my last contraceptive pill. In 3 months, I will be 52.

Hubby and I were away in the caravan for a week when it happened. When I popped that last little sucker in my mouth and said goodbye to the routine of taking it after my shower every night. I found hubby out in our annex, watching the god awful, boring cricket on his ipad instead of enjoying the view, and said "Well, life could become very interesting from this day forth"

I had warned him. I'm still warning him. I don't think he has any idea of what might come to pass, and it better bloody pass. Without too much notice if I have my way.

It's strange. After every shower, I still feel something is missing. I still find myself asking "what am I forgetting to do?" and not just because I am actually coming off the whole routine of pill taking, but because my mind is a bloody brain fog mess before I even start with menopause.
I have fibromyalgia, so brain fog for me is an old friend. And although the pill was this teeny tiny little tablet of hormonal control goodness (as having children was never in my life plan), I still needed to take it down with a good glassful of water. So I still do this. Still drink this glass of water after my shower, in memory and tribute to the little tan fella who kept me in a fake sense of normality for 30 years.

Why couldn't I just keep taking it? Well, apparently my new, hopefully understanding doctor (cause boy will she need to be dealing with me), said so. It is time to cut the fat. Time to return to your hormonal normal. Time to let the Crone step up. Being on the pill after 50 is not that great for you and could cause you issues you don't really want to be facing.

But what about the issues Morgana is going to cause me?? Aren't they going to be goddamn awful in and of themselves? After reading countless articles and asking Master Google endless questions, not one iota of this journey sounds like much fun. I'm looking for a really picturesque cliff as we speak, preferably with a gorgeous depth of the bluest water at the bottom to soften the fall.

So, what has happened in the first 3 weeks? Well, maybe a lot of little things that I have not been fully made aware of as yet, since my body, my hips, my shoulders and my neck are KILLING ME!!! OMG, I know all about pain in these areas due to my friend Freddy Fibro, but this is next level and something else. These body parts hate my guts right now!!! They are crying out for the synthetic oestrogen and progestin they have relied on for years!!! This pain is very typical of hormonal withdrawal and one that often no one warns you about. I'M WARNING YOU NOW!!!

Apart from this, and a lack of energy, sheer laziness and lack of interest in most things, I'm doing ok for now. Right?? And as for if and when I get another period, well, ain't that worth waiting for with bated breath??

All I can say is look out, workmates, when I return in just over a week! If they thought I was vocal and sharing before, wait till they meet the Morgana in me!!