Burning Up

Here we are, two weeks post-op and into menopause. The good news is that I’m crying less than I was at this time last week. Maybe that had more to do with the medication/overall stress surrounding the surgery than hormones, I don’t know, but knock on wood it seems to have leveled out.

This week’s exciting development has been hot flashes. Specifically, hot flashes at night. I wake up pretty much on fire and drenched in sweat. It’s just about as fun as it sounds. Fortunately they seem pretty short lived, or at least I am able to go back to sleep fairly easily. It is a strange sensation, though, because they seem to come on so fast and nothing helps them pass – I can tear off my covers and still be just as hot as I was under them. It also feels kind of hard to breathe. Very odd.

My doctor recommended evening primrose oil supplements, and I started taking them last night. I’ve also ordered some snake essential oils that are supposed to help. We shall see.

Overall, though, I am feeling pretty good. I am still sore and move pretty slow. As I told my dad yesterday, my grandma could beat me at a foot race at this point. But I am trying to move a little more every day without overdoing it, which is proving to be a bit of a hard balance to strike. I’m using my Misfit Shine activity tracker and yesterday hit a post-surgery high of 2500 steps. Needless to say, that’s not much, and it is weird to not be able to do the things I want to do. I can’t even unload the dishwasher because I can’t bend over repeatedly. But, I know it’s temporary and this has given me a whole new appreciation for my overall good health. I’m looking forward to being back to normal!