I'm officially pre-menopausal, maybe even in full-on menopause.
I have an ovarian cyst that I had to see my doc for this morning. He and I had a conversation about menopause and hormones, and at the end of it he said "well, it's not unheard of for a woman your age to be pre-menopausal, and I think that's what's going on with you"
Excuse me? Whaddya mean, 'a woman my age'? I'm only 36! Oh wait.....yeah, you're right. I'm prime time for a a lot of stuff, aren't I? Menopause,. breast cancer, spine problems....whatever's wrong seems to be attributed to me age.
I'm 36, technically that's my mid-to-late 30's. I don't feel it. I don't act it. I don't dress like it. In fact, my age doesn't really play a factor in my life anymore. I don't really think to myself "my god, I'm in my late 30's. I really ought to calm down, dress alittle more conservatively, act a little more like my age....get a grip on my life and where I want it to go".
Someone asked me how old I was the other day, and I had to stop and think about it before I could answer them. That's how little I think about it.
So, I'm pre-menopausal. My ovaries have done their work and have now decided to shut up shop and retire. I'm on a low dose form of birth control to see if it doesn't #1 help with the ovarian cysts (I get them frequently) and #2 help with some of the menopausal stuff (hot flushes, night sweats, loss of libido, vaginal dryness, skin drying out, hair loss, gaining weight in odd places - all fun stuff).
Age, to me, is just a term to define the number of years you've physically been around. I'm not going to let it be any more than that, regardless.
Menopause be damned! it's not going to stop me!