So I wrote about the period from hell. It is still going on. It did stop for about two-three days in April, but then it started again. And the flow is heavy. My Queen is having to get up in the night and change her pads. We were worrying about it so when to a medical clinic. The doctor there told us many women have one last big bleed when nearing the end of menopause and that it was “normal”. But it continued unabated. And heavy. My Queen is exhausted which isn’t surprising considering the loss of blood she is experiencing. She can’t be able to pick up her usual amounts of oxygen with the loss of hemoglobin and red blood cells. So she called her gynaecologist and arranged an appointment with him. This was yesterday. She’s still bleeding strongly. He told her that it wasn’t normal at all. He has prescribed some expensive medication to stop the bleeding. He sent her for tests and also wants to test her hormonal levels. He mentioned the possibility of cancer!
I am not too worried about cancer as my Queen has one of the healthiest diets on earth and is very fit. Still writing that word down is scary. My plan is to grow old with my Queen. She isn’t allowed to get sick! Somehow writing it down makes it all the more real.
We have become adept at sex during bleeding. Though she has bled through the towels numerous times and that has required us to wash our bedding. It is a good thing that we have a mattress pad. That needs washing too sometimes. Still she is feeling anything but sexual at the moment. Too fatigued and depressed about the possibilities. That’s ok. I’m here to support her in any way I can. Angus will be waiting in his Jailbird!