Blogs are kind of like a public diary, in some cases. I was wondering today how long I’ve been having hot flashes. So I searched the blog, and found posts in December of 2007.
The reason I was wondering is because maybe–just maybe–the hot flashes are finally subsiding. I’ve had almost none since last Friday, and I’m starting to hope that perhaps I’ve gone through menopause and come out the other side. Which on the one hand is wonderful, because the hormonal swings, HulkMS, and hot flashes suck. On the other hand, it sucks, because that means I’m getting older.
Oh, well. It beats the alternative.
It would be so wonderful to go through the day as a normal human being again, and not need to keep a towel around for the times I’m dripping with sweat from a hot flash.
I was once having them every ten minutes. I wrote it down, and then indignantly called Sarah and bitched to her about it. She’s starting to get even. It’s her turn to start calling me to gripe about The Change.
By the way, all those idiots who try to tell you to celebrate it, be happy, blah blah blah Wymyn stuff? Screw them. They’re idiots. Menopause sucks.