Dear Period

Dear Period. Today is the first day that I went off track. You know. Out with family and friends and someone ordered appetizers and there I was drinking whiskey and eating baked Brie-slathered bread. The kind you only really order out. You know the kind. After a while it dawned on me that I was wrecking my diet. What astonished me was that I hadn't even realized it. I had been so good for one week. Saying no thank you to desserts, eating meat for breakfast and almonds for snack and salads for lunch. Eating avocados and eggs. Eating coconut oil and pork rinds. No more bananas and no more potatoes and no more pasta. And there I was eating bread. A few hours later I can look back at this first time falling off the band-wagon and call it a carb-up, give my body some building blocks for the hormones I need so badly, and just enjoy some baked brie. XOXO Dani Ladies. How many of us are out there beating ourselves up about screwing up our diets? I have never tried seriously...

Dear Period, I am coming for you! I am so so happy to share that I began the Keto Diet, as planned, on October 1st! I know it is only the 3rd, but my Ketones are registering at 1.0 for two days in a row, so I feel this is some small measure of success. If you are staying away for diet related reasons and I can get you back with the Keto Diet, I will. Here's to a year of giving my body what it needs to thrive and be fertile again! I am so delighted to be on this journey FINALLY! I'll be sharing my experiences as I find them here on the period blog, as well as other interesting POF related topics and research, so stay tuned! XOXO Dani

Here it is, Ladies. The Adrenal Fatigue Protocol: 1000 mg Magnesium Oxide in the AM 20 mg Manganese in the AM 5-6 drops 2% Lugol's Iodine per day 100 mg Potassium 2X per day 1/4 tsp Sea Salt in warm water 2X per day I have sort of started doing bits and pieces of this adrenal support protocol for years. I'd buy sea salt and take that. I'd experiment with different types of magnesium to see what kind wouldn't give me diarrhea. I'd get some kelp pills. They'd smell weird.  I never really committed to it. I still hardly want to. But in the interest of committing to things, I thought I would share this nugget with the rest of all ya'll in case you wanted to join me! (I totally DID buy my ketone meter, if anyone was wondering :) And you can join me in the Keto diet too!  Pretty proud of myself over here...) For some reason I think that I know that I don't have adrenal issues. It's silly. My POF was spontaneous and remains totally unexplained...

Ladies, Last week I decided to bite the bullet and DM Leanne Vogel on Instagram. I am not sure if many of you are familiar with her work, but she has written several books on the Keto Diet and recovered from Pill-induced amenorrhea after not having had a period in 8+ years. I felt that we were somehow soul sisters, even though my period disappeared without the pill. Or any other good reason. ANYways. I felt extremely vulnerable messaging her, and all for no reason, since I haven't heard back from her yet and likely as not never will... but as I was sending that poorly composed, spur of the moment Insta instant message, I became acutely aware of how ridiculous the scenario was. I wasn't asking for her opinion, or her expertise even. I didn't know what I wanted. I have read her stuff and know what she would recommend, but I don't even have the balls (or the conviction) to give it an honest effort. Was I asking her for encouragement to go ahead and try it? It was the s...

I got a new job recently. You know, a new job. Where you meet new people and they ask all of these invasive questions but are actually just trying to get to know you better. Where do you live? How long ago did you graduate? Where did you go to school? Where are you from? How long did you live there? Do you have any animals? Do you have kids? Do you have kids? Do you have kids? Do you have kids? It's like it echoes in my brain and I immeditely think "Why is that any of your business? Nope. No kids. And please never ask again, because the answer won't ever change." As I have been dealing with diagnosis and how sucky it is, I have often thought better of asking people questions about their plans for children. Since I am Catholic, large families are common, as are thoughtless comments about couples without kids, but I have learned to pipe up that maybe they can't have children, because it is myself I see on the recieving end of those comments. Sometim...

Ladies- I know I have said before that I am not and have never been super emotional about my diagnosis. I expect things to stay that way, but I did want to mention the confusing thoughts I have been experiencing since becoming an aunt for the first time yesterday. My brand new nephew was born at the hospital that I work at, so I was able to go visit him on the same day, which was amazing, but terrible at the same time. He is a cutie. I held him and immediately started to think about me. Seeing babies or people who have babies doesn't usually make me angry, but all I could think in that hospital room and on the way home were what now sound like the most selfish thoughts ever. Because it is supposed to be all about them. All about the baby and the Mom and the Dad and the cute pictures and gurgling and squinting and screaming. But my brain could only think about -How I will never have kids. -How they are luckier than me (because this stupid disease seems to be based on nothing...