Luna Tail

Today is Day 24. Since I started taking the Zoloft my PMS hasn’t been as bad. And the Vitex Agnus Castus helps, too. However, today and yesterday were particularly bad days.

My back aches, anxiety tightens my stomach and makes me feel hungry when I’m not, and I feel tired. My whole body aches, too. And all these things cause my temper to be short and my tolerance to be low. I am happy to say, though, that the meds do keep me in check and I’m not as awful to be around as I used to be.

PMS is a whole body and mind thing that makes women feel miserable. It’s not only the physical symptoms. It’s also the emotional and mental ones. I’m also a complete klutz. I drop things, I try to get things to just ‘do’ what I want them to, instead of obeying the laws of physics. I can’t add worth a darn.

To say I feel miserable is not a good descriptive term. But to only describe my physical symptoms is also, not a good description. I’m sure the physical discomfort does cause some of my emotional discomfort. However, when I’m not having PMS and I’m sick, I can tolerate not feeling well much, much better.

So on top of the physical, I just feel emotionally rotten, too. Cranky, very little patience, much more anxiety than non-PMS days. It’s an interesting thing, actually. And if any doctor tells me Premenstrual Syndrome doesn’t really exist, I will smack them upside the head and tell them they need a new career. It’s real, and it’s nasty. I manage it. I get by. I wish it would go away.