Ok I have questions for anyone who has ever had a period...Sorry Guys lol

I almost feel ridiculous having to ask these questions at the age of 33 but believe it or not I've just never had PMS. I have noticed my anxiety gets way out of wack during the week before my period. I use to get cramps back in high school and I suppose I have always been on the complaining side during my period, but I have never had any other symptoms.

I'm feeling full, really full, like I just ate like 5 hot dogs or something. I have been eating lightly so food isn't the cause. Is this bloating?? Again, I feel silly even asking this but I have honestly never experienced this.

I also feel just kinda blah. I can't really explain it. I'm not nauseated or crampy, just feel like ick. I get up out of bed to walk around for a few minutes and I start to feel weak. Not in a major way, just in a I'd rather be in bed way.

Does that make sense??

I started my cycle yesterday, although the first 3 days or so are really nothing so I know its not a loss of iron issue because my flow isn't heavy yet.

Does any of this sound familiar? As far as PMS and periods are concerned. My daughter has Midol , has anyone ever taken that?? I was thinking about it but I've never taken it before and didn't know if it would help.

Anyway any advice would help, I have so many friends here and I know someone has to have had these issues. Just looking for some reassurance.

Thanks =)
.....back to bed now

Crystal

[Suzyq0826]

Sounds like PMS to me....my week before I gain 5 pounds, feel like I never want to eat again, even though I don't eat much. I don't feel blah so much as I get extremely emotional...hyper-sensitive to things my husband might say that I would normally shrug off as joking...all of a sudden I think he means it.....drives him crazy and makes my anxiety so much worse.
Wish I had some advice, I would love to not be like that...so anyone else with any advice, I'd love to hear it too!

[Charlotterose]

Don't take Midol..... please, not if you have health anxiety... NOT GOOD!!!

[Charlotterose]

http://www.patientsville.com/medication/midol_side_effects.htm#A


All about Midol..

[CaliGirl48]

Sigh, I just took two.....wonderful.

[Charlotterose]

don't read the web sight.. Your fine just go sleep it off..

[CaliGirl48]

Ya I'm not even going to go look at it lol.....

[nursegirl6572]

Ewww, ick...I'm sorry you are feeling lousy.....I never get too many PMS symptoms...but when I do...I don't care for it.  My advice to you is to veg in front of the TV with a heating pad on any crampy spots (belly....legs).....and just give yourself a "free day" if you can.  It will pass pretty quickly.

Oh, and Midol is completely safe to take...don't fret it.  It's like Excedrin with an antihistamine (like Benadryl, only a different antihistamine).  The "Body Aches and Cramps" (something like that) also contains Ibuprofen.  Perfectly safe med to take as long as you are not allergic to Tylenol, caffeine (has a small amt), antihistamines (any of the active ingredients).  It will prolly make you feel a ton better.

Hang in there!!!!

[greenlydia]

I must confess that I'm sort of giggling out here. Not in a cruel way, you understand. But just because I am a few years post-menopausal, doesn't mean I can't remember 30+ years of bleeding like a stuck pig every month!
I never had much of the PMS thing going on either. If I had cramps, I didn't know about them. Not like the stories my girlfriends would tell me about writhing around on their beds, hot water bottle clutched to their bellies. Sounded quite nasty to me. I do remember seeing some of the older girls at school popping Midol and I wanted some so bad, I didn't know why, but I wanted to be "in the club!" Midol seemed to be the key! Bloating was another term I heard tossed around but didn't understand. I could only relate the feeling to how I felt after my second piece of pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving. Now THAT was bloat! Glad I didn't have that every month. Moodiness was something I had been afflicted with since I was 2, according to my mother, and I don't think my periods did much to increase that aspect of my charming personality. That "blah" feeling you speak of...........I thought that was just my natural reaction to school, not my periods, since I felt like that all the time, not just "that time." OH, I know one thing that I was afflicted with. Sore boobs! THAT was how I knew the gully-washer was on it's way! My boobs would get sore. Well, I guess I should call them "boobettes" since I was a little slow to grow in THAT department. But irregardless of their tiny size, they hurt like hell.
That was really the only complaint I had. Well, and what I found out later and WOULD have complained about if I'd known was the big "TAMPON LIE!" Back in my day, it was well known that only "married women" could use tampons! And since the sticky kind of pads hadn't been invented yet, the rest of us were doomed to wear the Kotex contraption that held the GIANT mattress pad in place, which never really did work and you were constantly having to yank your pad back to it's "proper" location from the middle of your back or wherever else it had managed to drift off to.
It wasn't until I had my first baby that I learned about cramps. I thought this was really unfair of the "period people" to give me mind-boggling cramps all those years later and after I'd gone through 659 hours of really bad labor. Like this was the booby prize of all booby prizes! And why is it that no one bothered to tell me just how very large my breasts would become? My own father, may he rest in peace, took to calling me "BUSTY HOLSTEIN!" OK, I admit, they WERE quite magnificient, but "Busty Holstein!"
Well, Cali, my old girlfriend............go buy a box of the coveted Midol and even tho you are only 33, it's never too early to begin preparing for the rigors of menopause!
I'll see your cramps and raise you a hundred hot flashes!
Yours in sisterhood,
Greenlydia    

[nursegirl6572]

I'm rolling on the floor...you're hysterical!  Boobettes!  Bwa-Haaa!

My newest symptom...and it started later on (the last few yrs)...is instead of getting cramps in my abdomen...I get them in my thighs...and BOY do they hurt!  OUCH!

It's not easy being a girl!  :0)

[Suzyq0826]

I am sitting in my office laughing so hard people are giving me looks...they probably think I have cartoons going on my pc instead of spreadsheets.
Thanks...I needed that :-))

[greenlydia]

They were very cute, mind you!
For those of you old enough to remember, I felt like Twiggy! She and I were groovy. Those big busted babes had their stupid Midol, but me? Me! I had "Twiggy Boobs!"
So there!
GL  

[Suzyq0826]

Haha...yes, I remember....that part was my only resemblence to Twiggy back then.:-)

[nursegirl6572]

LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL

i LAUGHED SO HARD i SCARED MY CAT!

[nursegirl6572]

Oh and if you had "boob-ettes"..I had "Mumbo Jumbo boobs"........sheesh.

Us Midol popping big chested girls were actually quite jealous of you twiggy boob-ette girls...so THERE!

(I wonder when JS is going to weigh in on this topic....lmao)

[greenlydia]

Not to fear! Our dear JS will find SOME obscure way to get in on this slumber party!

So..........YOU were one of the "Mumbo Jumbo" set, eh? Do you have any idea how many times during my tenure in junior high school, while the rest of you "UBER UDDER OWNERS" were in the shower, it was ME who hid your bras that actually had CUPS! Mine only had flat little pieces of cloth........training bras, I think they were called. What the hell were we training them to do? In my case, it wasn't training them to GROW!
YOU jealous? Unbelievable! What right minded girl of 13 didn't want HOOTERS? I dreamed of the damn things. I was like some obsessed young boy.....couldn't keep my eyes off other girls boobs! I stuffed my trainer in the privacy of my bedroom and wept, I tell you, WEPT!
And now, all these years later, after I FINALLY got the hooters of my dreams, I am weeping once again............because they now get stuck in my armpits when I sleep.
Lydia

[Limonada]

My PMS has actually gotten worse since my period started again, after having a baby....No more breast tenderness and abdominal cramping actually seems better (I guess after the pain of childbirth, nothing seems quite as bad after that, haha) - but I'm way more sensitive to when I ovulate, feel kind of "off" then, and I get cramps in my upper thighs now.  

[nursegirl6572]

You're friggin cracking me up!!!!  :0)  OMG....how funny.  Dreams of hooters.  Hey...I had those dish rag like training bars as well!  Only later did I blossom...then it seems I never STOPPED blossoming...tee hee.  THEN...I hit my late 20's and gravity decided to start playing cruel tricks on me.  In the warm winter months....I often tuck the girls into my socks to keep them warm...and you'll love this one...

One day...hubby and I were discussing nude beaches.  He proceeded to tell me that he would always be able to find me...he would just look for the set of footprints with nippy drag marks on each side of them.  :0)  (OMG I cannot believe I just said that out loud).  :0)

Limonada....maybe the childbirth thing has something to do with the changing of cramps!  I absolutely HATE the thigh cramps...I'd rather have them in my abdomen where they seem to belong.  Ugh!

[CaliGirl48]

OMG I love you guys LOL

I just skimmed over the comments...(trying to get my son to bed) He bought a new pet today and is all amped and wont go to bed Arg!

Anyway I will be back to read over all your wondrous comments , sounds like I missed a good party lol

Thanks everyone so much, it's so nice having people I can rely on =)

Crystal (proud new grandma of a parakeet)

[JSGeare]

My name having been uttered, I consider myself summoned, oh mistresses, and beg to do your bidding.

I have no clue what to say to any of this, NONE. Bras, periods, boobs, armpits. Oi.

But, if I THINK of something, I'll, ummm....





keep you abreast.

[Heather3418]

JS's comment is SO HIM......

[Heather3418]

Hooters you say...Lord at my age, I have to put my bra on first, or the twins get stuck in my jeans zipper.  How low can these twins really go?  I'm gonna need a fork-lift pretty soon to lift them up into my bra cup.  Heavy duty fork-lift I might add.

I feel like singing, "Swing lo..... sweet twins of mine.......  "

Heather
A lurker from the MS Forum

[nursegirl6572]

You are both hysterical....lmao.

JS...of COURSE we need your input.....on boobs, boob-ettes, nippy drag marks in the sand, cramps, heavy flow vs light flow....hot flashes...mood swings.  What do you make of it all?

We're all such a bunch of "perky" women ya know.  ;0)

[nursegirl6572]

I LIKE your song!!!!  I have one of my own for my girls.......

"I Got Friends in LOW Places"!


:0)

[Suzyq0826]

Guess I was lucky to have the Twiggy boobs back then....unless I was nursing they haven't changed much over the years...no where for those little girls to go.

Hubby teases me about buying me some....guess I'd be pretty perky then :-)))

[JSGeare]

What do I make of it all?

What do I MAKE of it!?!!

I'd rather be in Philadelphia, that's what I make of it. I'll take testosterone poisoning any day.

Lord, give me strength.

-S

[Heather3418]

Women have testosterone too....it gives us our ummmm, ummmmmm, sex drive...Oh God did I say that?

[greenlydia]

If you're all really honest, you'll confess to having performed this "gravity reality check" yourselves. When our boobs were nice and perky and sat up there where they belonged, you could take a pencil and place it under one of your breast..........like the good boobs they were, the pencil would automatically fall to the floor! We were still OK! Gravity had not yet become our enemy. Then the day comes when you stick the pencil under your boob but with a tiny little "jiggle" we can still make it fall. Whew! BUT......they ARE beginning to move South, like great, wondorously soft tectonic plates, but move they are. Fast forward to the next time we accidentally catch a glimpse of ourselves in the bathroom mirror and we can't help ourselves. Out comes the pencil. But THIS time, we can do the bloody Watusi and the damn pencil is wedged firmly under that magnificent mammary! It ain't going ANYWHERE! We could, in fact, carry it about all day long if we wanted. Just for fun (?) the other night I decided to see just how many objects I could stuff under there. Bear in mind, I used both my beauties for this experiment. Here is my list:
1) A #2 pencil
2) A very plump mascara
3) A tube of Preperation H (belongs to husband! I have enough troubles!)
4) A container of blush PLUS the brush
5) And finally, with a bit of rearranging, a tube of toothpaste!

I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry, but when "the husband" walked in on me and saw a drug store peeping out of my boobs, he had no trouble deciding that laughter was the way to go! He now finds it highly amusing to ask me to "carry" his tools in my "boob box!"
And as if that wasn't bad enough, that same night he wore a catchers mask to bed! Told me he didn't want to be "accidentally suffocated" during the night by a wayward boob!

I've decided that very soon, I won't need to bother carrying a purse any longer!  I'm sure my wallet, my water bottle, my spare pair of socks, my "standing in line with nothing to do book," and the emergency car repair kit will all fit nice and snugly under there. I could wear a bottle of Aunt Jamima pancake syrup around my neck..............

I know it is physically impossible for me to bear any more children, but if I could, I would be able to just stand at the side of the crib and let the baby have at them! It would probably scar them for life tho............can you imagine looking up and seeing ten ton of *** coming straight at you! YIKES!

And why is it that men feel compelled to name their twigs and berries, yet us woman, who have MUCH more attractive appendages, never name our girls? Thoughts?
(And no Scott, this is not YOUR call to arms!)

Have a "swinging" day, ladies!
Greenlydia


  

[Suzyq0826]

Omigod...twigs and berries!  lol...:-)))

[Heather3418]

Let me just keep the boob naming simple.  The left one is Lucy and the right one is Rita.  Lucy is a bit smaller than Rita, but like most twins, one is smaller than the other.

Twigs and berries...now I've known a few of those guys in my 54 years on this earth.  Twigs for some of those fella's was being quite generous.

Can you imagine what the Anxiety Forum Moderators are thinking when they read this thread.  If they erase this because of what we are talking about, I will be upset...especially after I have read some of the Sexual Health and HIV Forums.  Mercy me!  Agreed?

Heather

[nursegirl6572]

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG...BREATHE BREATHE BREATHE.

Your post reminds me of a hysterical story...but I'll save it for later.  Right now I must empty my bladder before it empties itself with all of this laughing.

There we go!  Our next sequel thread......"Incontinence and YOU".

:0)

[Suzyq0826]

Agreed....for me Rita is smaller than Lucy...and I have just noticed in the last month that it is quite a disparity....

My husband says I can take both first and third in a wet t-shirt contest!

[Heather3418]

You know that your life is almost over when you have such bodacious Lucy's and Rita's that they have to have their own pillows to sleep on at night....

[Suzyq0826]

hahaha...if only.....bodacious has never been my problem....just asymetrical. Maybe all those years in high school when I was jealous of the girls with a nice pair of girls is now my good fortune....gravity is what it is, but if there's nothing there...oh well :-))

[nursegirl6572]

Laughter is the best medicine...and I'm going to OD on it soon!  :0)

My funny breast story....

A few yrs ago...we had an elderly patient on our unit for quite a long time.  She was very confused, cantankerous...and difficult.

One night as we gave her her nightly bath...we noticed something odd...here she had a big huge bunch of tissues wadded up underneath her one breast.  Well...we didn't think too much of it...after all, she did have dementia and figured she somehow missed the "breast" pocket of her lovely hospital gown.

The next night...bath time came...but this time....INSIDE the wadded up tissues were her teeth.  Ummm....okay...maybe it wasn't a case of accidental misplacement.

This went on for a few more days...we found ALL kinds of things....pills, a small pocket crossword book and pen, even one of those small bars of hosp soap.

Well...imagine how hard it was to keep a straight face while we would find these treasures.  The worst part was...she got IRATE when we would remove the items. I mean furious and swearing like a trucker.

The last night before her d/c....was pay dirt.  We found one of those utensil kits (shrink wrapped kind with plastic fork, spoon, knife , napkin and salt and pepper), and a dinner roll.  ;0)  The one nurse said....SO calmly..."Well, I've heard of yeast infections before, but this is just ridiculous."  I swear I almost peed my pants.  Good thing she was least lucid enough to not try to stick a hot potato or something there!!!!  :0)

Pretty crazy stuff huh?  In her defense...they were quite large and pendulous...so they were the perfect "hiding spot" for the items du jour.

[greenlydia]

I feel the need to share this boob story because it still makes ME giggle. I have been going to the same OB/GYN ( a man) since before my kids were born, so you know my pretties were still in perk mode. Dr.Wilson and I have become pretty good friends over the past 30 years and it makes me sad to think that he will soon be retiring. He is the only man on this planet who has seen me in poses they wouldn't even print in Penthouse! (If our men ONLY knew!) During my last annual "down there" check up, ("down there" was how my mother referred to it, I always thought she was talking about Australia!) we got the "Spanish Inquisition" part over with and the breast exam was next in line. He moved the paper gown down and sort of stared for a minute and I thought he was perhaps having an Alzheimer moment, when it dawned on me, he couldn't see "it." I gently told him.........."it's in my armpit!" Like old St.Nick he sort of blundered and blustered around saying "well of course, of course...." (What the hell did he mean "OF COURSE!?) Anyway, he sort of hefted it onto my chest and began his exam, but he lost his grip and it sort of plopped back into my pit. Patiently, he extracted it again and resumed his exam. You guessed it, down she went again! (The nurse and I at this point were near to piddling ourselves!) Once again, he hoisted the behemouth but this time, with a twinkle in his eye he said "Sit, Stay!" Well, we all got to laughing so hard, old doc farted which just got things totally out of hand.............he backed up and the metal pan with the speculum crashed to the floor and the nurse tried to hang onto the exam lamp for support which did NOT support her............The next thing we knew, there were 5 or 6 other doctors and nurses in the room, Lord only knows what they thought was going on in there. The room was in shambles, the nurse was on the floor trying not to pee herself, I was buck a s s naked and Doc was hiding his head in the pillow, no doubt to maintain some sort of professioanlism...............(?)
Once it was established that everyone was OK, the room cleared out and the exam continued. We almost managed to make it to the end, but then Doc just HAD to say it.........he asked me to bring their leashes and collars next time!
Funny, but this time, no one dared open the door.
Greenlydia    

[Suzyq0826]

omigod...you two have me laughing so hard I am literally crying.....and I just got the heartbreaking news that our President is closing the office at 3pm for the holiday.....I am outta here, after a bathroom break. I don't trust myself to make the drive home now. :-))

[Heather3418]

I've hidden things between my Lucy's and Rita's but never plastic wrapped knives and forks.  Hey here's an idea...why not get two big wooden spoons, cut the handles off kinda short and put them under Lucy and Rita and prop those puppies up?

Better yet, I have asked the love of my life to build me a shelf for those ladies, so I don't have to wear my 'over the shoulder boulder holder.'  And to think I couldn't wait to get my frist bra.  Now I look at it as some torture device invented by men.  You know those men; they are the ones with the "twigs and berries" that "greenie girl" spoke about.

And the MAMMOGRAM, I call it SMASH-O-GRAM which it SHOULD be called.  How come that don't make one for the guys to check their "berries?"  I say it's only fair to make sure it's part of their yearly exam, AFTER they do the "bend-over" and cough exam..TWICE, just to be sure everything up there is the "proper size."

Heather

[Heather3418]

Thanks...I have finally peed my pants....I couldn't hold it in after reading that story.

Oh God help me....

ROFL, (Literally)
Heather

[MJIthewriter]

Thanks for cheering me up... I was feeling kind of down until reading this.

[JSGeare]

OK, OK. I'll try to toss in something, so to speak, which may have relevance to our privy parts, as it were. TEN years ago, I had that exam where the doctor inserts an interstate highway into your rectum and goes looking for lollipops or whatever they're called. Excruciating agony for me. The only compensating factor was that, as the doctor warned, I might have some gas during the procedure.

Might?

Now I ask you, for a man, my problem with gas would be....?

Exactly. Revenge is sweet. Flatulating on the one who is imparting so much discomfort. Poetic justice, I say.

On my 10th anniversary since that exam, last year, I was scheduled for another such exam. Only THIS time, I was assured it would be much easier to tolerate. In fact, I was told I might not even remember it, because of some "joy juice" with which I would be embalmed before the -ahem- "procedure."

And so it was. There was I, laid out like a greased mackeral on a table, with a team of people gathered about my posterior region, in a six-sided room looking all the world like a set from Star Trek. And there before me, mounted on the wall, was a TV monitor showing me -and them- exactly what was going on. And I was awake and aware the whole time.

And loved every minute!

I followed all the rules, drank the Fleet poopy drinks, did not eat or consume anything other than water. But THERE, before my very eyes, was the clear evidence that the last meal I DID have before fasting included cucumbers. There, the seeds lay like little beached whales against the pink and supple interior of my internal plumbing.

And shortly it was all over. The doc said, "See you in ten years."

And I said, "No. How about tomorrow?"

[Suzyq0826]

Awwww....and we complain about our annual invasions and mammograms ;-)) That sounds like so much more fun!

[Heather3418]

What JS tells you is true.  That medicine they gave him made him goofier than normal.  He's the first person I have EVER known that actually likes a colonoscopy.  So what you all thought about JS all along is true...he's IS crazy.

I should know, I actually live with the man...now...I ask you, does that make ME crazy also?

Heather

[Suzyq0826]

And here I thought he was joking.... oh my! lol : I won't touch the "crazy" part :-)))