I had a tube removal surgery [no one knows what a salpingectomy is] a little over a year ago and they took my IUD out. My period came back about a month after the surgery and has been regular since. I have been very lucky in that it’s only a few days, the cramps are minimal; though I’m guessing that as I get older that will get worse. My gyno even said so.
That said, the last three months or so, a few days leading up to the start of my monthly visitor my emotions are fucking wild, to put it lightly. Wednesday I was overwhelmed with the job I’ve picked up since someone left and let my emotions get the best of me, on the verge of tears at work…
Thursday morning I noticed my fancy electric toothbrush, that I later found out is about 7 years old, wouldn’t work. I didn’t think much of it, grabbed a toothbrush from the dentist out of the package and brushed my teeth for the day. Went about my day. Last night about 7:45 I went to brush my teeth so I would keep from snacking the rest of the evening, and the toothbrush wouldn’t work again. The light wouldn’t work, it was plugged in, the brush head was on correctly. Nothing. I broke out in an ugly cry on the floor in my bathroom and lost it for about 5 minutes.
I couldn’t shut my mind off to sleep last night. Finally Scott texted something that helped me chill the fuck out and it helped me actually fall asleep.
This morning I laughed with coworkers about the toothbrush incident. The irony is, earlier this week I had Mom buy me some refill heads from Costco because I no longer have a membership as it was tied with the business she sold nearly a year ago. I’ve ordered a new toothbrush, and the refill heads will fit.
I realize this is all menial in the grand scheme of things… but a weekend home with no plans [not like many others] but just getting some cleaning, purging and Scentsy work [mostly planning for the year ahead] is just what I need. And probably napping.