It's a very good thing I had only ONE Burdick chocolate mouse and ONE penguin, or I might have made myself sick, the way I did on Belgian chocolates in a similar situation when I was 17.
That happened to me when my blood pressure meds were out of whack. It was my body's attempt to get my blood pressure back up to where it was supposed to be, and was accompanied by crazy dizziness that was so bad that at one point I couldn't get out of bed; I was just lying there watching the room go around and around and around. I had to guzzle a sports drink to get my electrolytes OK enough that I could get up.
I was eating Ramen noodles with soy sauce, and they tasted bland. I was licking sea salt out of my hand like rock candy.
NOT FUN. I called my doctor's office and left a message that I was turning into the salt vampire from Star Trek and my meds needed to be changed/adjusted now.
My blood pressure is habitually on the low end of normal, and the salt cravings happen every month without fail. The trick is to keep from giving in to them to such an extent that it worsens the sore boobs.
It took me a minute, probably because my brain seized on the salt craving. I don't recall ever having that particular symptom, even before I went on the Pill. Sore boobs, though... yeah, I had that one. Not fun!
I don't think I've been on the Pill for ten years. This is entirely unmoderated default-state PMS for me. And it bites, but the Pill makes me crazy ALL the time, so.
I'm sorry the Pill didn't work for you. It's the only thing that allows me to function like a normal human being, so IDEK what I would have done if it turned out I couldn't take it; a hysterectomy, probably.
I was on it for quite a while, because they considered it appropriate treatment for PCOS, but, honestly, the effects of PCOS are a lot less annoying to me than the effects of the Pill on my mental health. Yaz/Yasmin, which is particularly supposed to address PCOS-related hormone imbalances, was the WORST. My weight's okay, any weirdness with my insulin can be addressed through diet, my triglycerides are within reason, I don't care whether I'm fertile or not any more, and I'll solve the fucking facial hair with a pair of tweezers, okay? No more depression-inna-plastic-pack, thanks!
It was even worse when they tried to treat it with Provera when I was a teen. I have been telling GYNs for some time now that if they expect me to take that shit, I expect them to come up with the bail and defense money when I get arrested for going after someone who Just Needed Killin'.
Oh boy do I get the provera comment. Took 4 shots to figure out why I turned into raving psycho bitch about a week after. Now anything with progestin makes me bitchy.
I have been telling GYNs for some time now that if they expect me to take that shit, I expect them to come up with the bail and defense money when I get arrested for going after someone who Just Needed Killin'.
Oh, hon, I am SO with you ... I'm at the top of my cycle, *and* I've got a depot of Provera in my deltoid. (rolls eyes) Can't get enough pickles, olives, and fruit. Boobs are not only swollen and painful, they're itching.
And bitchy? Let's just say that in Waterloo I knew a drag queen who was a mean drunk, and think if she were here I'd spot her some whiskey and we'd go work out on the drunken asshats in Old Town ... (evil grin)
I assumed MY itching was from wearing a high-polyester dishwasher's shirt around an industrial dish machine, and the resulting sweat, but I could be wrong.
Keeping company with a mean-drunk drag queen sounds AWFULLY appealing right now!
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Date: 2010-09-19 11:06 pm (UTC)(Also, got the shirts, and thank you!)
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Date: 2010-09-20 02:12 am (UTC)I can't help but think...
Date: 2010-09-20 12:34 am (UTC)Re: I can't help but think...
Date: 2010-09-20 12:35 am (UTC)LMAO!
Re: I can't help but think...
Date: 2010-09-20 02:14 am (UTC)ALL the things!
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Date: 2010-09-20 12:35 am (UTC)Salt cravings: check
That happened to me when my blood pressure meds were out of whack. It was my body's attempt to get my blood pressure back up to where it was supposed to be, and was accompanied by crazy dizziness that was so bad that at one point I couldn't get out of bed; I was just lying there watching the room go around and around and around. I had to guzzle a sports drink to get my electrolytes OK enough that I could get up.
I was eating Ramen noodles with soy sauce, and they tasted bland. I was licking sea salt out of my hand like rock candy.
NOT FUN. I called my doctor's office and left a message that I was turning into the salt vampire from Star Trek and my meds needed to be changed/adjusted now.
He saw me the next day.
/cool story, me.
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Date: 2010-09-20 02:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-20 02:28 am (UTC)Ah, yours are related to the PMS monster, huh? I'm sorry! D:
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Date: 2010-09-20 02:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-20 02:31 am (UTC)It took me a minute, probably because my brain seized on the salt craving. I don't recall ever having that particular symptom, even before I went on the Pill. Sore boobs, though... yeah, I had that one. Not fun!
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Date: 2010-09-20 02:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-20 02:37 am (UTC)I'm sorry the Pill didn't work for you. It's the only thing that allows me to function like a normal human being, so IDEK what I would have done if it turned out I couldn't take it; a hysterectomy, probably.
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Date: 2010-09-20 02:44 am (UTC)It was even worse when they tried to treat it with Provera when I was a teen. I have been telling GYNs for some time now that if they expect me to take that shit, I expect them to come up with the bail and defense money when I get arrested for going after someone who Just Needed Killin'.
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Date: 2010-09-20 08:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-21 01:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-21 07:05 pm (UTC)I have been telling GYNs for some time now that if they expect me to take that shit, I expect them to come up with the bail and defense money when I get arrested for going after someone who Just Needed Killin'.
Eeek! D:
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Date: 2010-09-21 12:02 am (UTC)And bitchy? Let's just say that in Waterloo I knew a drag queen who was a mean drunk, and think if she were here I'd spot her some whiskey and we'd go work out on the drunken asshats in Old Town ... (evil grin)
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Date: 2010-09-21 01:45 am (UTC)Keeping company with a mean-drunk drag queen sounds AWFULLY appealing right now!