In retrospect, rumination. Not the normal kind. This was Olympic Level rumination.
Shortly followed by my heart making odd thumps and the odd skipped beat. I think it probably started around the age of 45 (no hot flushes, periods same as always).
Then came the “air hunger” at 47.
Lots of tests happened. Cardiology visits, chest x-rays of my lungs, poked, prodded and declared “perfectly normal”.
Long standing depression and SI decided to up their game to new levels, just to keep the oddly beating heart, rumination and air hunger company.
GP packed me off to local psychiatrist.
Got diagnosed with ADHD (in retrospect, that was bloody obvious just from my school reports)
Periods still normal. But I was not. Not by ANY stretch of the imagination. However I thought this meant I just had to try harder to fight the ADHD.
I couldn’t sleep. I’d wake up at odd times and stay awake. I needed to pee all the time. I’d reimagined my husband as some kind of awful monster and everything was his fault. Including the lack of eggs in the supermarket. Which he did not work for. And nor has he ever been a farmer of any kind. Let alone one hoarding the entire nation’s supply of chickens. But logic and brain were not on speaking terms at this point.
By early 50s, periods still normal, narry a hot flush in sight. I was a non-sleeping basket case. Got hit by suicide compulsion (didn’t know such things existed). Panic ensued. Went to new GP. Who said I was clearly peri menopausal but could only offer HRT if I had a pelvic exam.
I refused pelvic exam (Lady Garden deffo shut down for any kind of business due to Extended Winter of Discontent) and bought HRT under the counter (I do not live in the U.K., do not try this in your homeland)
Within six weeks felt human again. Then all my joints and hurty parts felt non-hurty. I honestly hadn’t even noticed how much everything had become so painful. Anti depressants started working again. Was once again allowed to walk the dog alone in the woods. Headspace recovered.
Within a matter on months it was like the last 10ish years had never happened. Shame it didn’t magic away the ADHD as well. But I can cope with just that (and my now faulty thyroid joining the party of broken bits) now my headspace is back to normal.
Now 58. Periods disappeared about 8 months ago. Still no hot flushes.
I really wish I’d known about the not so obvious signs because I could have saved myself several years of misery. Not to mention how close a call things were that day in the woods alone with the dog when my brain got taken over with an almost irresistible compulsion that I still don’t honestly understand, or ever want to experience again. < shudder >
My sister’s first sign was tinnitus. I’m not saying she had it easier (she didn’t). But bloody hell. Talk about massive range and diversity of early signs.