Thursday, November 13, 2008

Tragedy: A Top Quality Post

Yesterday I read the post I've highlighted in my sidebar and cried. This morning I read a post of Melanie's at Write Stuff and cried. Then I read an email from my cousin in response to my questions about her health, and cried. Then I went downstairs and watched a little Larry King while sitting on my husband's lap and cried. Mostly because I didn't feel very comfortable and kept feeling like I was falling off of his lap (please try to contain your tears of empathy). I moved onto the couch and started thinking about how I might have to wake Aaron up from his nap in order to be able to pick the kids up from school on time, and I felt sad. Larry King got boring so I switch to some cooking show and started crying. Not about the cooking (they weren't cooking seafood or anything, it was a dessert). Or about the previously mentioned email or blog posts or baby thing. I went to the kitchen to make a sandwich, thinking it was maybe my blood sugar level or something. I started buttering the bread and REALLY started crying because there was no way I could eat that sandwich because I wasn't feeling well.

I'm weepy. I think it's just a severe case of PMS. I'm not even going to charge you for that information. I'm generous in my sorrow.

And to make up for the previous bad paragraphs, have you heard my favorite joke that I forgot to tell in my other post?

Why is it called PMS? Because the name "Mad Cow Disease" was already taken.

And one of Greg's favorite jokes that sort of matches: Why do women wear make-up and perfume? Because they're ugly and they stink.

I don't feel like crying so much anymore. I think I'll go take a shower. (but I'm sure I'll come up with something to cry about in there. Does anyone else love crying in the shower as much as I do?)

(Never mind. I have something to cry about. I finished typing this up and went over to read Alison Wonderland's latest post and accidentally clicked on her link to an article which tells a very sad story (got a little weepy) and then mentions organ donorship. I LOVE ORGAN DONORSHIP. So I started all-out crying. Everyone, be a donor.)(Now I feel like crying because donorship isn't a word(sorta suspected that) and I think it should be (maybe you're aware that I usually don't care AT ALL if something is a word or not.)

23 comments:

Annette Lyon said...

Hormones are obnoxious for sure. Hope you're feeling better soon.

I'm a pro-donor person too--my nephew is alive thanks to an organ donation. He got a new liver at the age of 1--now he's now almost 21. So yeah, donorship (hey, I like that word!) is a big deal for our family.

Steph @ Diapers and Divinity said...

I'm a little retentive with my emotions, but Yes, the shower is the one place I'll "let loose." So... how are the tissues in Poland? :) Hang in there, even hormones pass.

Heather said...

Now I am going to cry. Not really, but I feel your pain. I've been there. My best advice is to get yourself the best chocolate (the real stuff is easier to get in Europe right?) you can get your hands on and savor it.

Heidi Ashworth said...

The scary (and sad) thing is that hormones change throughout life. I used to have very few PMS symptoms but now that I am in my 40's, I am having more all the time. I have a day once a month where I am either really grouchy and everyone runs and hides or I just cry over absolutely nothing. Thank goodness it is (usally) only one day! I second the chocolate suggestion.

Trying to Stay Calm! said...

I hear you! ♥ Hugs!

Jillybean said...

"Mad cow disease?"

Too funny!

Unfortunately, sometimes it's just a bit too true.
But seriously, I wouldn't have to get mad at everybody if they would just stop irritating me.

Sue said...

Sometimes there's nothing better than having a GOOD reason to cry. PMS is real and it stinks.

Becky said...

I've always liked/despised this saying: Never trust anything that bleeds for 5-7 days and doesn't die.

Sorry about the emotions running amok.

Debbie said...

I was at Heather @EO and saw in your comment that you were in Poland. I haven't met anyone on here yet from Poland, so I popped over to meet you. Love the Mad Cow Disease joke. I hope you are feeling more like yourself now!

Anne said...

It's weird how good it feels and how bad it feels all at the same time during those moments!

Melanie J said...

You know, crying in the shower makes so much more sense than my method, which usually involves sitting on the couch and bawling when Oprah sets me off and then accidentally blowing snot bubbles and making a mess for myself to clean up which sometimes makes me cry more.

And thanks for the shout out. I'm glad you found value in that post.

Erin said...

When we were first married, I would cry for "no reason" and my husband would completely freak out. Now I cry for "no reason" and he just holds me and lets me cry.

Thanks for letting us share your crying with you! (I don't think that sentence makes much sense, but I don't care.)

McEwens said...

Hormones, the get us coming and going... I KNOW you dont eat choc before 5 and unless it is cooked...or baked, but Lisa go get some choc, it will help

Alison Wonderland said...

Oh everyonce in a while a good cry is great. You get that scrubbed out hollow feeling in your chest and head and somehow you feel lighter.

Thanks for the link!

Sue said...

Look, I'm stalking you now too. I figure I need an international friend. ;>

Sue Q said...

STOP IT ALREADY!!!! I'm emotional enough as it is! We must be getting too friendly, because our cycles are starting to coincide...

Except I don't get PMS as much as I get DMS (During...MS). And I don't get weepy, I get CRANKY. And angry. And chemically unbalanced. It's yucky and it's awful and it's all Eve's fault for eating that blasted fruit. Just think, if Adam ate it first, then maybe...

(Sorry. That was a little heretical. I love being a woman most of the time, and I love being a mother and a wife...and if there are any other plusses to this, don't be afraid to jump in any time...)

Sue Q said...

Actually, I think my hormonal changes are in direct relation to a distinct lack of chocolate. Thanks, Pam, for the reminder. And for rubbing it in.

*MARY* said...

I'm going to call Uncle Merriam Webster and tell him to put "donorship" in his book; will that make you feel better?

Kazzy said...

I have those days too. Happy things? Tears. Sad things? Tears.

I am sorry you are having an emotionally exhausting day. '

I am ready to drive to the doc and get my hormones checked every month, because I am mid-forties and ready to be done with this. Feel for ya :(

Marivic_Little GrumpyAngel said...

I felt like weeping with you but then you make it all sound so funny that I wanted to laugh, but then I felt guilty about laughing so I felt sad... I'm hormonal right now, too, so we're in the same boat, girlfriend. The joys of being female :-)

Sister Molly Jones said...

Dear Lisa,
I hope you feel better today. I find that sometimes girls just need a good cry, it's like our spirit's way of refreshing itself! What a beautiful gift that is!

I'll pray for you.

Love,
Sister Molly

Susan said...

Well, the crying stuff is definitely the better of the run-amok emotions to deal with IMO. If I have stress built up (Oh, say Primary Program coming up, Primary Leadership Training Meeting, Pack Meeting, my week to teach JoySchool, and then get told that one of the top executives at Microsoft will be coming for dinner right in the middle of said week, well...let's just say it's amazing that all I did was cut off all my hair (oh yeah,, and rip to shreds the really, really ugly halloween tinsel on the banister, unfortunately while little people who loved said tinsel were wandering the house and could quickly notice...

So I finally felt well enough after a few days to pick up the book "Taking Back the Month" which explains how the hormones start to change at ovulation and all the effects of PMS and ways to prevent/minimize.

But I agree with the people who say it is a cathartic experience, it really can be, as long as I can not damage my kids with their seeing me cry or rage. I try to explain so they understand it's not them, of course...

And last, I was L-O-L with those 2 jokes. I love them. But my good husband knew better than to laugh outright when he just read it this morning :)

togetherforgood said...

Wow, you cry even more than I do. And I'm pregnant and that's my excuse. Gotta love hormones!