Megan is currently living in New Haven, CT with her husband and their crazy cat. She loves traveling, especially to places where the hiking is amazing. Yoga pants are her little black dress of choice.
I’ve had a very hard time figuring out where to start with this. It’s complicated, and yet so simple. It’s downright embarrassing and highly personal, but I’m sharing it anyway. Why? Because maybe, just maybe, there’s some girl out there sitting in the same frustrated, lonely, confused place I was in, and maybe, just maybe, my story can help her.
In July 2016 things came crashing down. After another PB half marathon and a bit of work stress, I was feeling unusually tired. In hindsight that was a big warning sign that I should not have ignored. During my long run the next weekend I felt a pain in my lower back/glute. We put it down to tight muscle and tried to ignore it.
My name’s Ruth and I’m a recovering HAer. I have just had my third natural period, after three and a half years with no cycle. My story isn’t that special, and my journey has not been a simple one – there are so many interwoven layers that I honestly don’t know where to start, and to tell you everything would need a whole novel. What I will tell you though is that I am a much better, stronger, balanced person because of it (well, I’m getting there anyway).
I’m not sure when exactly the other symptoms started to happen, but I think they were around the time of the first season of marathon training. Some of the changes that I now recognise as characterising my hypothalamic amenorrhea were night sweats, brain fog, forgetting people’s names, and poor short-term memory.