Perimenopausal, Recovering Wino

That’s me! 3 months ago I left my GP’s office sobbing uncontrollably. His exact words, “You need to give up drinking so we can get to the bottom of all your ailments.” 2 months ago I got a call from my gynecologist. His words, “Renee we received your bloodwork and you are officially in perimenopause.”

So here I am today trying to digest two, transformative situations, simultaneously. Say that 10 times!

I have to back up at least 7 years to tell my story. As to not overwhelm myself or you, I’ll start at the beginning and allow my story to evolve in the coming months.

40! I remember waking up with a feeling of dread. Not necessarily because of the number but more because of the the one thought replaying like a broken record in my mind…”Is this it.” As large as the world was, I felt like my world was microscopic. I was married with two beautiful, healthy children, a successful business, a beautiful home, a loving family and yet I was yearning for something else, something more. Perplexed and confused, I googled midlife for women shortly after my birthday. At the time, most of the literature spoke of menopause. When I typed in midlife crisis, there was article after article for men. Yet everything I was feeling was clearly described in these articles (BTW, I didnt run to the the porche dealership.) I needed validation, that I wasn’t crazy, and there was none to be given. I searched for forums and there wasn’t any specific to midlife for women. I was left to manage my crisis on my own and that wasn’t an easy feat. So this is where my story and the second half of my life began.