I don't come on here very often but read this article today. It interested me for several reasons [some that might make people on here angry, but I'm entitled to my opinion!].
Firstly, there is no doubt that the WAY you respond to any physical ailment has an effect on the way you deal with it, and ultimately, recover from it or learn to live with it. I never gave the link between mind and body a thought until recently, but over the past three years the degree to which my mind can exacerbate my physical issues - or indeed create them out of the blue - has amazed me. Panic attacks are an easy and obvious example, but I have had many, many other varied symptoms and all of them have been magnified by my health anxiety fixating on them and concentrating on them to the exclusion of all others. I now joke that I almost welcome something new as it means my existing complaint can take a rest and go on the back burner!
I am not in any way denigrating the very real, and very troublesome, ailments that come along at this age for women. All I have found is that if I 'bugger on regardless' they diminish, and in some cases stop altogether. I feel sure that in olden times women just soldiered on [in the same way that they managed without washing machines and disposable nappies] but did have similar issues - I just sometimes wonder whether focussing on them to the exclusion of all else is really helpful.
I do take HRT for hot flushes and naively assumed that was all the menopause entailed; until I came on here and got an education in the reality of this time of life! However, I have had to stop living on here as it undoubtedly fed my OCD side and I started worrying about a whole host of physical issues I never even knew existed.
Before you rush to reply with your knives out... I have had three years of anxiety hell, three years of obsession hell, three years of no confidence [and I was a reall ball breaker party girl in my youth - god I miss her!]. I have tried the medical route, but found that keeping busy, keeping fit and eating well is the best medicine for me. I really needed to get a sense of proportion about my worries and stop reading scare stories that had me convinced I was suffering from something I had never heard of the day before.
After all, whilst I was obsessing throughout those three years, another day had gone by and I had missed it. I might have had to struggle through bladder hell, or gumbleedgate, or hotflushroom101, but I might at least have been distracted enough to put it out of my mind for a moment.
Just saying...