HRT and ME!

Let’s Talk HRT

I am 47, and up until recently felt like ‘perimenopause’ was something everyone else was going through. It’s been all so many of my girlfriends have talked about for years, while I nodded politely, feeling totally “normal”.

If I’m honest, I was sick of everyone talking about it. Like our age is totally defined by it. Literally everything from a sneeze to a scratch would make someone shout ‘IT IS PERIMENOPAUSE’. Truth is, I felt totally fine. Sleep was good, moods were regulated, hair, face, body all in check. I wondered if I was one of those women who got away with it. I hoped I was.

Due to my mother’s very premature death from breast cancer (she was 36), I have always believed HRT was the enemy. That was until I needed it. The second symptoms started, I poured myself an Oestrogen bath and dived straight in.

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