Hanging out on the curb

Wow...it's been over a month since my last post. There's been a little of this and a little of that going on...but mostly depression and aggravation because I'm not happy. But as I said to The Fella, it's time to put up or shut up. Time to put plans in action. So I have a few things brewing. First up: a Girl's brunch next week (menu planning is in full swing), pole dancing classes in November, salsa classes and Sunday yoga will become a staple in my schedule. 

This past month has been about growing, personally and physically. The one good thing that came out of last month was my surgery. I finally had a myomectomy, surgical removal of a fibroid. I've been dealing with the fibroid over 3-4 years and took the general advice of "if it isn't bugging you, don't bug it".   Well, as I've lamented over and over again, I kept gaining and losing the same 3-4 lbs of the 10lb weight gain since moving to Sacto. My pain level wasn't birth-giving cramps or overtly heavy cycles, but it was enough to be an off-on annoyance. I felt that my mood was adversely effected and began taking natural supplements of serotonin and dopamine. But who wants to take tons of pills to regulate your mood?  Not me.

So I took the plunge and had my grapefruit-size fibroid removed. I am now 3 weeks post surgery and I feel tons better. I'm even down to my pre-move weight! I'm still weepy from time to time, but I think that has more to do with personal issues and not hormones being off. I am not working out like the monster I was pre-surgery and my runs are around the level of C25K week 3 (3mins run, 3 min walking recovery), but I will plan to hit back hard in another 2 weeks.

If I may offer my opinion to anyone who wants it...if you're dealing with a fibroid (or more than 1) and you've received that same sage advice, take it with a grain of salt. Get a second opinion. Speak with a Naturopath, but most importantly listen to the signs your body is giving you.