I hope that yesterday was filled to the brim with love for you all.
Today’s love post is not at all Valentines inspired though – I did that last week 😉
This is a different kind of love – the kind that involves sweat.
Now, someone sweating might not sound like love to you, but if that someone is ME, sweating for you – then that’s a huge case of LOVE in my book.
Why? Because I don’t do sweat!
Most people take sweating in their stride – it is after all a natural bodily function. The problem is I loathe sweating; and the more I try to relax about getting all hot and bothered, the more hot and bothered, I seem to get.
Think chain reaction coupled with my lack of HRT…
I don’t think I mentioned my HRT situation, did I?
First here is my back story (and the reason why I use HRT) in a nutshell…
Me and my tummy have a troubled past.
I was assigned my first gynaecologist when I was still at junior school – yep my problems started way back when I was still knee-high to a grasshopper.
By the time I gave birth to Beckie at 29, I’d already had over 12 general anaesthetics, all abdominal related.
I still felt lucky though. I survived some horrendous crap, but that’s another story.
My early menopause symptoms at 39 were no surprise to anyone.
In short, I always knew my hysterectomy was coming, but with help from some of the finest surgeons in the UK, we managed to keep it at bay for quite a while.
That was until my appendix burst on my 40th birthday (Jonny and I should have been in Barcelona, think air fares, hotels the whole shebang ) – this emergency procedure really upset the apple-cart. Within a few short months, I was back in theatre having a full hysterectomy – everything was taken, even my cervix.
As soon as I woke from the surgery, I slapped on my first (of many) HRT patches. Using them was a non-negotiable for me. Every case is different.
That was over 12 years ago.
When we emigrated to Australia 5 years ago, I thought I probably didn’t need HRT anymore – however, I was WRONG.
I tried cold-turkey and failed miserably.
Fast-forward 5 years.
At the end of November 2016 I went to cash in my HRT prescription at the pharmacy – I was told the whole of Australia had run out, even of the generic alternative. It was a manufacturing issue.
So once again, I thought I would be alright without HRT.
Once again, I have struggled BIG TIME.
Unfortunately, I’m the type of person that struggles silently. I continually say ‘I’m fine’ to everyone around me.
My body went into shock without its regular dose of hormones.
I gained weight quickly around my tummy (still struggling to get rid of it).
My mood changed almost overnight.
The sweats came back – but this time amplified x 1000.
My joint pain returned, with a vengeance.
Migraines reared their ugly head again.
Even with all of this, I still thought I was ok and coping.
In reality, I was a hard to live with, hot and sweaty emotional wreck.
All I can say is poor Jonny.
I was given a date of February 6 for the HRT stock to be replenished back in pharmacies – I popped in on February 2nd to see if I could reserve my script.
Once again, the news wasn’t good, the date has now been pushed back to the end of March 2017 – WTF? How do huge pharmaceutical companies run out of drugs?
Seriously, I could wait no longer…especially as SE QLD was experiencing its usual summer heat wave/humidity.
Without going into too much detail, let’s just say my Dr was not impressed with my decision to go it alone.
My abnormally low blood pressure had turned into high blood pressure – I’m now on temporary meds, blood pressure (short-term) and tablet form HRT until the stock is replenished…
Things are slowly improving, my blood pressure has started to correct itself, but I’m still waiting for the dreaded sweats to kick themselves back into touch…add a billiion degrees outside to the raving furnace in my body – you’re left with a sweaty wreck that is considering joining a nudist colony 😉
New season A/W fashion will not wait for my HRT to arrive though, so 53 yr old hormonal me is sucking it up and taking one for the team.
A/W is flooding into stores, both bricks and mortar and online.
So I can delay the inevitable no longer – sweating it out in the name of fashion is a must.
Savvy shoppers nab the cream of the A/W crop, while the heat is still on. Knowing that if they wait – major regret will kick in.
This Bohemian Traders dress is one of my top picks for the coming season.
Striped dresses never grow old for me.
Forget what the nay-sayers spout about horizontal stripes – they are super flattering.
Bohemian Traders have truly nailed this frock – as I mentioned above, I’m guessing it will sell like hot-cakes.
The stand-outs for me:
Shape – fitted to the waist, with a gentle a-line that skims the hip and butt oh so perfectly.
POCKETS – no explanation required.
Fabric – 95% cotton 5% spandex – which means it will look as good as 5pm as it did at 8am!
Colour – cinnamon and navy, autumn at its best.
Length – most A/W tee dresses fall too short on me. What I love most about this dress is the maxi length, its spot on for wearing with a boot. Yes, on a chilly day you can add opaque tights, but you also wear this bare legged, with your favourite kicks and a denim jacket.
Smarten it up with a blazer, layer it with a denim shirt – so many possibilities.
Talking of boots, I added my new Mimco boots yesterday to snap these pics – they lasted all of three seconds before I ripped them off. The heat (and sweat) well and truly got the better of me!
Righto, enough of the sweat fest – it’s over to you…You love stripes right? Started buying new season A/W yet?