I was explaining my dilemma to a friend. I told her I can't stand feeling psychotic three or four days a month. She told me she only feels normal three or four days a month, which actually made me feel a little bit better. (I'm such a good friend!)
When I feel myself getting highly annoyed when someone moves my crock pot or asks for milk one too many times I try to tell myself "this too shall pass." I remind myself that my insanity is temporary. It's weird, because when I'm in the throes of it I feel too overwhelmed to go to a doctor. When I'm better, I feel fine so I don't feel the burning desire to get help. I know there are lots of drugs out there and natural solutions to help ease my symptoms, I really should check them out. For my sake and for the sake of anyone who messes with me on those three or four dangerous days!
Maybe they will book me on "Oprah" as a guest! There's something I can do when Catherine goes to kindergarten! I can become a professional PMSer. Or a spokesperson for perimenopause! YES!!! I knew it would come to me.
Now I just need an agent.