On a personal note, I have been recovering from surgery for 11 days. I’m not well enough to do much but sit around and wait to feel better. I am healthy. I am recovering in miraculously fortunate ways. I can fold small loads of laundry if someone carries them up for me or unload the dishwasher. I have minimal bruising. I have minimal pains. I have been excited to feel slightly itchy for a moment here or there. Itching is healing, and I can’t wait to be in the itchy phase. Can you imagine someone excited to feel their skin crawl? Still, I can go out to eat or sit in a movie theater, yet I get tired standing too long.
It’s still only a week and a half post op, and I need to level my expectations.
I can’t workout for another 6 weeks, and there’s nothing in the world like seeing your abdomen for the first time in 30 years to motivate a girl to go hard on the treadmill or pilates machine. I have never hated having an excuse to not work out, but right now, I HATE not being able to work out.
So, I sit, and I wait.
I started to think about this whole FB Metaverse thing. I made a funny joke about how “FB jail feels just like real jail- oh wait, maybe I am in real jail???” Then my friend, Jason responded with this funny but true meme.
I laughed as I read it, having been in periMENOpause for several years now with various stymieing and discomforting symptoms. It just seemed rather “meta” to me to be a perimenopause person seeing this.
Why? Because I realized, I’m also in periMETApause because of my FB account status now being in a permanent, irreversible state of grade-yellow “warning” status. Yeah, it’s said this for over 6 months without any infractions since. The “priors” were all contested and reversed and found by FB to have been their mistake. “Sorry, sometimes we get it wrong…” they said, but whose counting? Obviously, FB. They are like a girlfriend who gets mad at you for no reason but holds it against you remembering each instance they ever got mad regardless of the fact that it wasn’t even your fault. Apparently, once you get into periMETApause, the only way out is OFF. They can just nix your account at any infraction, based on “priors” no matter how ancient or accidental. It’s pretty stupid.
So, once again I’m “Sitting Here In Limbo,” like the Tuck and Patti hit song. “Well, they’re putting up resistance, but I know that my faith will lead me on.”
I’m also asking myself why I stay in this relationship. The answer for now is: YOU. Each of you, I am so grateful for. It bothers me to think I can lose many of you in an instant. So, PLEASE, make this all worthwhile and subscribe to my Substack. It’s completely free, but I am gratefully receiving low (or high) monthly paid subscriptions. Paid subscribers at any rate will get you exclusive content and special paid subscriber updates. Friend me and message me on Flote.app @Karen_Keener, and let’s try to do everything we can to stay together and out of abusive and crazy relationships with insane people and businesses. We all deserve better.