My husband is quietly threatened by this and neither of us will say it

I have been in this circle a year and this question comes round every few months. It is not a silly question. It is the question.

Gently disagreeing with the opening post, or rather adding the other half of it.

Similar here, and mine turned out to be a completely unrelated deficiency picked up on bloods.

Two things that helped me, neither of them clever: small amounts more often, and drinking a lot more than felt necessary.

What the reply above described happened to me too, in a slightly different order.

Mine lasted about seven weeks and then lifted over a few days. I cannot tell you why. I can tell you it lifted.

Yes. All of this. I had the same in my third month and I remember thinking there was something specifically wrong with me, which there was not.

What the reply above described happened to me too, in a slightly different order.

I keep a two-line diary and it is the only reason I could answer this question about myself. Worth starting even now.

No advice, just recognition. That sounds exhausting and I am sorry you are in it.

Gently disagreeing with the reply above, or rather adding the other half of it.

I am about four months behind you and I have been dreading exactly this, so thank you for writing it down before I got there.

Can I gently push back on one thing? Not the substance, just the framing — you have written twice that you should be coping better. Who told you that?

Building on what the reply above wrote rather than answering the original question.

My pharmacist was more use than anyone. Ten minutes at the counter, no appointment, no charge.

It got worse before it got better for me, which I wish someone had said. About ten days of worse.

the reply above said something I want to sit with for a second.

Different experience here, for balance. Mine did not improve and in the end I stopped, and that was the right call for me. Both outcomes exist.