and a decade younger, I'd wonder if I were pregnant. I don't have to worry about that now, but I usually would have started Tuesday, Wednesday at the latest. It's Thursday night and nothing's in sight. Odd.
I would call this a success, however. The bcps I took Dec-Mar made me cranky for two weeks each month and overly weepy. This new kind delivered neither, but I was overly tired last week and expected a doozy of a period, not a non-entity. I guess it's all a matter of things settling in, but I am so glad this version doesn't play with my head.
The night sweats weren't menopause and they have kinda sorta stayed constant at several times a week, with one or two weekly being severe enough to drench the bed. Because I was changing the bcps, I wanted to only change one variable and kept my thyroxine dosage about the same - 112ug and 125ug each about half the time. If the night sweats are thyroxine overdose, when I move down to just 112ug next week, I'll be able to tell. Or I'll get cold and know I need more thyroxine. I want a higher dosage so I'll begin losing weight again.
On the fish front, Janie Betta is hanging in there. Today she had better use of her fins, although her tail isn't helping much as she swims. I did see some effort and movement, though, so I think this antibiotic is working. I'll give her a couple more days on the higher dosage. All through this, her appetite hung in there, but the last few days it as fallen even as her strength has increased. I'm not worried just yet.
We may be adopting two more cats who need a home. This pair is being given away by their owner and we're being interviewed via email. I think J and I will meet them this weekend.
Please let my life continue to be this boring.