My pulse rises, my breath becomes short, beads of sweat appear on my brow, and in a frenzy, I start tearing away layers of clothing. I’m practically out of breath explaining it.
Lately, this bizarre ritual has been occurring when I’m in the car, my daughter’s car – say whaaaat?
WOW! Am I a tease or what?
Allow me to explain. My body temperature has always been under 98 degrees. I tend to feel heat faster than other people, so when I go for a drive with my youngest daughter and her kids, who drive in a 90-degree car, the moment I realize that I am sitting in a sauna, I frantically start ripping off my clothes.
My daughter and grandchildren don’t want Grandma naked in a car (sounds like a great movie or song title, doesn’t it – Grandma Naked in a Car), I get to turn down the heat or open a window.
Another reason for these ridiculous waves of heat is something that SHOULD NOT BE HAPPENING to me! You see, I am POST menopausal. Post = after. After = done. But am I done? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! My hot flashes didn’t start until AFTER (repeat AFTER) POST (repeat POST) menopause!
How does that happen? Let me explain. I am a statistical anomaly. Anytime something gets explained statistically, as in such and such is 99.99% effective, statistics leave open that .01%. That’s where you’ll find me. In more situations than I care to remember, I am that person.
So while many people my age flock to Florida for the heat, I’m thinking Alaska. And yet, when my friend offered to pay my way for a trip to Florida, I gleefully thanked her (I haven’t been on a vacation where I haven’t been responsible for caring for children for years) and agreed to go. I just hope she and her other passengers don’t mind me sitting naked in her car.
For more on menopause, please read the following blog and article:
Menopausal Hot Flash Ladies
Don’t Hate Me Because I’m Post-Menopausal
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