The Struggles of Hormone Imbalance

Last Thursday I started taking hormones. I am basically starting from ground zero with having no hormones in my system for four months. My doctor started me on the lowest dose of estrogen and what I think is the lowest dose of provera. My emotions have been all over the chart. I feel like I've been on a roller coaster ride this past week. I've been sad to the point of crying for two or three hours, edgy or irritable, my heart feels like its racing a lot, and now I have a bit of insomnia again. Plus, men just don't get *it*, what I'm going through. Okay, my honey says that he does but he's clueless. I know this because of my husband's actions and words. It would be nice if I could just wave a wand and get back to being my old self, feeling normal. I guess I'm just going to have to give this time, more time than I thought.

I woke up this morning at about 3:30 a.m. and wasn't able to get back to sleep so I've been surfing the internet, praying and writing in my journal. The Lord sent me to Psalm 147. I am pretty sure that God is saying that He will heal me, heal my wounds and hurts inside of me. Plus, I think that God was saying to me that He will help to restore me to normal, or even better than my old normal. I praise God for his being with me as I go through my struggles. In addition I am so thankful to all the wonderful family and friends who have been caring for and supporting me while I go through such distress and hurts.

Praise for Jerusalem’s Restoration and Prosperity.

147 ^[a]Praise ^[b]the Lord!
For it is good to sing praises to our God;
For ^[c]it is pleasant and praise is becoming.
² The Lord builds up Jerusalem;
He gathers the outcasts of Israel.
³ He heals the brokenhearted
And binds up their ^[d]wounds.
⁴ He counts the number of the stars;
He ^[e]gives names to all of them.
⁵ Great is our Lord and abundant in strength;
His understanding is ^[f]infinite.
⁶ The Lord ^[g]supports the afflicted;
He brings down the wicked to the ground.

⁷ Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving;
Sing praises to our God on the lyre,
⁸ Who covers the heavens with clouds,
Who provides rain for the earth,
Who makes grass to ^[h]grow on the mountains.
⁹ He gives to the beast its food,
And to the young ravens which cry.
¹⁰ He does not delight in the strength of the horse;
He does not take pleasure in the legs of a man.
¹¹ The Lord favors those who fear Him,
Those who wait for His lovingkindness.

¹² Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem!
Praise your God, O Zion!
¹³ For He has strengthened the bars of your gates;
He has blessed your sons within you.
¹⁴ He makes ^[i]peace in your borders;
He satisfies you with the ^[j]finest of the wheat.
¹⁵ He sends forth His command to the earth;
His word runs very swiftly.
¹⁶ He gives snow like wool;
He scatters the frost like ashes.
¹⁷ He casts forth His ice as fragments;
Who can stand before His cold?
¹⁸ He sends forth His word and melts them;
He causes His wind to blow and the waters to flow.
¹⁹ He declares His words to Jacob,
His statutes and His ordinances to Israel.
²⁰ He has not dealt thus with any nation;
And as for His ordinances, they have not known them.
^[k]Praise ^[l]the Lord!

Here is a Scottish Psalter I found.