As I get closer too menopause, my TOM/PMS is getting bad again. Before I was on bc, hubby would call me werewolf, because my mood swings were so terrible. He joked that during TOM, it wasn't safe to enter the apartment until after he threw in burgers and candy bars and waited to hear munching.
Literally, I do crave red meat and chocolate only during TOM and PMS. I can also easily undo a month or more of weight loss in four or five days of hormonally fueled hunger.
Hubby's gone to GenCon for a few days, and in preparation I made sure the pantry and fridge/freezer were free of bingeables.
It's also free of foods I find helpful in settling my mood (aka carbs).
As luck would have it, we had a sudden temperature drop which threw me into a severe fibro flare (as drastic weather changes often do), so I'm miserable.
I feel like I have the flu and sunburn (or maybe road rash). I'm as mad as a wet hen, and my lower back is killing me (that's the period).
Carbs do help me feel better (at least in the short run), but I left myself only a limited supply of fruit, oats, protein bars and dark chocolate.
I'm following The Simple Diet and I can fit quite a few carbs into the shakes, entrees, bars, and freggies, but I'm not pacing myself very well.
I'm glad I didn't let hubby persuade me to stock more carbs, because I've already gone through most of my fruit budget. I'm also sorry I didn't let hubby persuade me to stock more carbs, because I've already gone through most of my fruit budget (I literally almost cried when I had to throw away the last apple, because it had rotted. I felt cheated out of that apple).
If I get desperate I can walk to the store or even call a cab, but I know it's just drama I'm creating in my head.
This whole peri-menopause thing is a load of crap. I haven't been this snarky since high school.