Do you remember a few weeks ago when I got my contraceptive implant taken out? You may not have wanted to know about it, but I told you anyway, and there you were, stuck with it.
I’d been wondering for some time about the impact it had been having on my emotional and physical health, having had it for six years, and I wanted to give you an update, to let you know if I’ve been feeling any different.
I feel like a different person. Seriously. Aside from the fact that I want to have sex with pretty much everyone I see (it did say it could suppress your libido, but this is ridiculous…), aside from that, I just feel like ME again. I’ve always tended to be the jolly one of the family, and the growing anxiety and nagging melancholy I’ve felt over the last year or so has felt all wrong.
Now I am like a ray of sunshine in my own life! See? I just used an exclamation mark! What’s the matter with me?!
Yesterday I was in the car, windows down, listening to some music, and I couldn’t stop smiling. I could feel every drum beat in my arms and legs, and the noise of the musician’s hand sliding up and down the neck of the guitar felt like someone running their fingers up and down my spine. For a moment I swear I felt tears of joy pricking the corners of my eyes.
Plus I haven’t made a single list in at least a fortnight. ‘So what?’ I say to myself (out loud, in a slightly hysterical way), ‘If something is important I’m sure someone will remind me!’
This evening I am quite looking forward to the six-hour drive to the Lake District tomorrow, and I am even taking pleasure in cooking. Someone call a doctor.
Not that I’m complaining of course, I am positively revelling in my new-found serenity, it certainly makes a nice change from waking up and feeling my brain flood with reminders for jobs I don’t even want to do. So apologies to anyone who’s been thinking what a miserable cow I’ve been lately, and apologies in advance too for being back to my usual irritatingly bubbly self.
Who am I kidding? I’m not sorry. Hoorah!