Today marks my 2 years since having my hysterectomy. That surgery saved my life, but it also crippled it with all the hormonal chaos.
There are days where I truly struggle and I don't feel like dealing with anything or anyone.
Add 2 kids with special needs to the mix, and you've got an exhausting life with no energy to manage it.
Sometimes I wonder how I manage to get a workout in. My volume and performance have certainly been reduced, and it's NOT because I ain't trying hard enough.
And forget about the "calories in, calories out, eat healthy, blah, blah, blah".
If your hormones are crap, you can expect to starve and restrict yourself even more and still look and feel awful.
The good thing is, I ain't giving up. And my research, trial and error, and application of what I learn are working for some of the symptoms. And that gives me hope, that I may one day reach my goals, even if I'm going at a snail's pace.