This
entry may fall under the category of TMI, but as it constitutes a new adventure
and embodies something dear to the hearts of us boomer females, I’m posting it.
A few weeks ago, I started to take estrogen in response to a disappointing bone density report of osteoporosis. Somehow I had assumed, as an avid yogini and walker/hiker, that I might dodge that post-menopausal insult. I had done the bone scan as part of my 60th birthday stocktaking, which also included, subsequently, a rare visit to my gynecologist. “What about taking estrogen,” I asked her? As it happened, I was an excellent candidate for a variety of reasons, and so I started on an estrogen patch.
I have no idea if this estrogen protocol will improve my bone density, and I won’t know that for several years, I suspect. Nor will I be able to separate it from the effects of vitamin D or calcium supplements, which I’m now taking, or bisphosphonates, which perhaps I’ll take in the future. But I know that the estrogen is “working” because I already have experienced a number of bodily changes: First, I got a yeast infection, and I haven’t had one of those in decades; I had the worst migraine I’ve had in years, for two; and third, I suddenly need deodorant again. So far, there seemed to be a few down sides to this adventure with estrogen! But fourth, I sang a remarkably high note… and it was beautiful. Could the estrogen also be helping my vocal chords to regain their amazing flexibility? Again, time may tell.
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