Did they take your ovaries, too! I had everything out at 35 (I'll be 50 next month) and for the first 6 months after the surgery I couldn't take the HRT because it feeds endometriosis. The surgeon couldn't get it all during my surgery so it had to die on its own.
My husband used to come in from work at night and look in the front door at the boys to kind of gauge my mood. If it was bad, the boys would shake their heads at him and he'd go down to the chickenhouses for a while. The boys came in from school every day and went straight to their rooms or the woods behind the farm.
I could go from crying, to pi**ed off, to morbid at the speed of light
. I stood outside in 20 degree weather barefoot in a t-shirt and shorts, fanning because it felt like I was burning up from the inside out. I went to bed with ice packs under each arm to keep cool.
When I could finally take the HRT, I felt like I'd died and gone to heaven. I now take Effexor with the HRT, (along with xanax when my husband died) and I'm kind of
human now.
TAKE DRUGS - IT COULD SAVE A LIFE! (Your family's
)