It’s Hard to Be A Woman

One perk of gaining fifteen pounds back (from the injury-induced halt to almost all exercising) is…ahem…well, I can actually wear this (oversized) shirt again, the very one I had shoved into the dark recesses of my closet, vowing to never touch again. Oops. I guess you gotta look on the bright side.

Best friend: “I know that you are going to the hairdresser today for the first time during this COVID business. Send me a picture.” Me: “Be careful what you wish for.”

It’s amazing what spending an exorbitant amount of money—I mean, getting your hair done after three months of…well…looking like crap—does for the soul. It’s the little things, people; it’s the little things.

After going to the gynecologist to make sure I wasn’t getting some new type of cancer to deal with and seeing the naturopath to fix my little thyroid problem a month ago, it was time to focus on my hair. Because of #1 on my bucket list, I got the brilliant idea back in September […]

After my disaster at the gynecologist appointment, I made an appointment with Haley, the naturopath that got me through cancer. She was—and is—my shrink, my vitamin-supplier, my right-hand woman. “So, Marie, it’s been a long time,” Haley said. “Yeah. I’m really hyped up again. I know you said you didn’t think I needed thyroid medicine […]

In It’s Hard To Be A Woman #9, I recounted the shock I felt December 29—almost a month ago now—on realizing I had once again entered “Thyroid Crazy Land.” One short day later (after the shock had worn off a bit), I was on my way to meet a new gynecologist. If you read my […]

In my last post, I told my readers (that would be you) that I would have some interesting stuff to post this week. Hm. Where to start? It all started December 29. I was on my way to Bethany Covenant Church to play piano for the morning’s worship service with a wonderful vocal group of […]

To make matters worse, in addition to all my reactions to the thyroid medication I took, I think I’m beginning to go through menopause. The other day, Ken and I were discussing about whether or not to put a dishwasher in our new kitchen or not. I started out, “I don’t really want a dishwasher. […]