Monday, April 7, 2008

Thank You Everyone

I am finally coming out of my cave, like a wounded animal.
I was hurt and shocked and just wanted to hide.
I'm back on my HRT patch. It helps keep depression at bay (menopause maddness is real!) and also helps with the myofascial pain I've been having.
My mom also had tendon and ligament problems. She had to give up badminton and some other activities before she was ready to.

I am so grateful for everyone's kind words and compassionate comments on my last blog. I was really at a low point. It is nice to know that there are such wonderful people out there in bloggerland.

I will be joining a program at the local indoor pool for people with arthritis and other related problems. I need to keep active and flexible.
Hubby has been very supportive too. I forget how sensitive he is to my moods and feelings.

On a happier note - I called my niece to wish her Happy Birthday. She's 7 years old now. After talking a bit about gifts and school I asked her:
"Are you having pizza for supper?"
"Yes", she said.
"I'll bet you're having chocolate cake for your birthday too."
"How did you know???!!" she sounded so surprised.
I laughed and laughed. "Oh, Auntie Wendy knows everything."

I guess when you're just 7, you don't realize that chocolate cake for your birthday is pretty universal. And - I used to bake chocolate cakes for her mother (who is 9 years younger than me) for years and years.

Thanks again everyone. I sure needed your support.

4 comments:

Beverly said...

Hi, Wendy,
Glad to hear you're out and about. I hope the time in the pool will be just what you need.

Anonymous said...

So good to see you again, Wendy, and the pool sounds like just the thing. Hope you keep improving.

JeanMac said...

Glad to hear things are brighter - enjoy the pool!

denverdoc said...

I think the myofascial pain/stiffness of estrogen deficiency is the least known fact about menopause. I can hardly move without my patch.

Wendy, can you tell me more about your COPD support group? I feel like I will go mad with the limitations imposed on us by my husband's emphysema. Thanks.