Yikes!(Tina Turner in Menopause)

I am in the middle of a marathon work week which has consisted of three ten hour days,one 12 hour day and one more eight hour shift and finishing up on Sunday night a twelve hour night shift. It's my own fault , I signed up for them all. I just did not anticipate my menopausal rage to be at the peak of it's roar. So I have had two melt downs, one of which was directed at my supervisor. Who now is afraid to make eye contact with me. This is not what I would like to project in the work place, but you know they deserved it. Which again is a very bad attitude, I know.

I am working so many hours due to a competency day that all staff need to attend. So I am filling in for the staff that are in competencies. I too must go through competencies. I did that yesterday. It consisted of a CPR/BLS re certification, which was very good. Then other reviewing of equipment and procedures that are needed to be checked off. It's all good, and to get it accomplished for the whole department in an eight hour day is wonderful. Along with the very informative inservices is the most important part of competency day, the food. There was an array of of items to choose from, pizza,brownies,chips and dip,peanut butter pie,cookies,candy bars, pop galore. Maybe I am having a sugar overdose. Not that I HAD to eat all this stuff, but guess what? I did. It's comfort food. This is why health care workers are obese. And I am right there with them I weighed myself when I got home , just to end my 13 hour day on a high note, and I gained 5 pounds. That's right, and it's not water gain, it's that second helping of pizza and the full calorie ranch dip that I smothered my Lays greasy potato chips in. The salt and sugar intake I had should have placed me in a coma.

Just because I am the same weight that I was when I delivered my son doesn't mean I can eat like a pregnant woman. One of the other signs of Menopause has occurred this week. My eyes have stopped lubricating. Oh yes, I look like I have pink eye. They are burny and scratchy, and I thought some allergies had bothered them. No, I have no more tears. Lovely.What that means people is , I look like I have been up all night partying but I haven't. Yet one more thing to add to the wonderful world of women's old age issues.

All I can say is, you young girls that are intelligent and want to do research for a career choice forget about Viagra, cholesterol,arthritis, start working on the these menopausal issues, cause if Momma ain't happy no one is. What we have now keeps being taken off the market.We are in the baby boomer area. This country is going to have a bunch of angry old bags running around. Help!

St John's Wart ain't cutting it, on the other hand sometimes a work place needs that crotchety old lday that says what everyone else wishes they could, you just don't make many friends that way. I love the line by Wheezer, in Steel Magnolias." I'm not as sweet as I used to be." Also," I am not mentally ill, I have just been in a very bad mood for 25 years." That's it in a nut shell.