Day 1â5 on HRT: What Actually Happened (So Far)
I promised myself I would document this honestly â not the brochure version, not the âmiracle cureâ version, and not the doom-and-gloom version either. Just the real, unfiltered experience of starting hormone replacement therapy.
So here it is.
My first five days on HRT â pellets and nightly progesterone â exactly as they unfolded.
No hype. No panic. Just observations.
Day 1 â January 14, 2026
I got my pellets inserted around 10:00 AM, and I started progesterone pills that night.
The insertion itself?
Not terrible â but yes, my ass hurt. That part is real and deserves honesty.
What surprised me most came later.
By 4:30 PM, when I got off work, I realized something felt⌠off.
I wasnât exhausted.
And that was not my normal.
Usually, by the end of the workday, Iâm running on fumes, forcing myself through the evening. That didnât happen. I still felt human.
Physically, my frozen shoulder decided to be chaotic and jumped from my right shoulder to my left. Iâve had both shoulders frozen at the same time before, so this wasnât shocking â just annoying.
- Tinnitus still present
- Insertion site sore
- Took progesterone around 9:00 PM and went to bed
No fireworks. No instant magic. Just⌠different.
Day 2 â January 15, 2026
Still Tired, Still Sweaty, Still Cold
I took progesterone the night before, but I still woke up with night sweats, doing the usual blanket on / blanket off routine.
Morning mood?
Tired. Unmotivated. Didnât want to get up.
After work, I tried to work on my website for a bit, but I felt completely drained. Zero energy. Mentally and physically wiped.
I went to bed early â 8:30 PM â after taking my vitamins and progesterone.
It was also freezing cold outside, which definitely didnât help how blah I felt. Cold weather seems to amplify everything when your hormones are already throwing tantrums.
This day felt discouraging â but I reminded myself:
I didnât break overnight. I wonât fix overnight either.
Mood Support (No Apologies)
Day 3 â January 16, 2026
This night was different.
I slept better.
And I dreamed.
Iâm still tired â but after years of poor sleep, I donât expect my body to bounce back in three days. That kind of exhaustion has layers.
Emotionally, the day was mixed.
At lunch, I felt sad and despondent about some things. Then, when our food took forever at a new restaurant, I got really pissed off â internally. I recognized it for what it was and didnât take it out on the staff (new restaurant, first week chaos happens).
That self-awareness mattered.
- Incision felt better
- Planned to remove gauze that night
- Frozen shoulder still present, but manageable
Then something interesting clicked.
I realized the antibiotic Iâd been taking for a tooth issue may have been affecting my hormones. I switched to garlic supplements instead.
My tinnitus wasnât as loud.
Not gone.
But noticeably quieter.
That caught my attention.
Day 4 â January 17, 2026
Saturday Energy (Who Is She?)
I slept until 7:30 AM â not bad, considering I was up until 11 the night before.
I woke up with both ears ringing (rude), needed coffee immediately, but the day took an unexpected turn.
Enough energy that I was almost annoying my husband with my silliness.
He had poker night planned, so obviously I made him take me out for Mexican food and margaritas first.
Because science.
And because I needed to test my perimenopausal alcohol intolerance.
- Intelligence still intact (thankfully đ)
- No immediate disaster
I took a nap after dinner â about an hour and a half â and hereâs what shocked me:
I still wasnât exhausted.
I stayed up watching movies until midnight, fully alert.
That hasnât happened in a very long time.
Things Helping Me Right Now
Day 5 â January 18, 2026
And the biggest change so far?
The good kind of dreams â the ones where you wake up and want to fall back asleep to see what happens next.
I did have one night sweat / hot flash around 2:00 AM, but it was manageable.
Side note:
Trying to escape blankets during a hot flash while cats are sleeping on top of them is an Olympic-level struggle.
The real difference, though, is how I wake up.
I feel rested.
I have energy.
Not manic. Not wired. Just⌠functional.
That alone feels monumental.
Today, Iâm writing this blog and filming a video update â because I want this documented while itâs fresh and honest.
I donât feel âfixed.â
I donât feel magically cured.
And I donât feel worse.
What I do feel is change.
And for the first time in a long time, I feel hopeful â cautiously, realistically hopeful.
If youâre reading this and considering HRT, hereâs my biggest takeaway so far:
This is a process, not a switch.
Iâll keep sharing what happens next â the good, the annoying, the unexpected â because too many of us are walking this path without enough real-world stories.
And we deserve better than silence.
Stay tuned.
Mean & Menopausal đ