Monday, September 10, 2012
Hot Flash, Hot Flash Go AWAY
I'm fanning myself as I type this out - SERIOUSLY.
I know that I am not the only woman on this planet to be plagued with hot flashes, but mercy - please!
The past few days, they've been coming like a freight train - one passes, here comes the next. Please don't tell me to lay off the caffeine. Do you want someone to get hurt?
Along with my raging hot flashes come my raging mood swings. Think PMS with a rocket up my butt. Uncontrollable irritation over everything. Coupled with the joy and excitement of silliness. Followed by the tears and sorrow over absolutely nothing. You thought I was "Sybil" before.
Not loving this, I have to say. My moods irritate me - but mostly it's everyone else that needs to deal with my crap.
These flippin' hot flashes - they affect ME!
If you are on my Facebook page, you saw the little "joke" the other day about my male co-worker trying to rescue me from a hot flash.
That was an actual moment. Sweet yes - effective, no.
He panicked and brought me water, to which he was met with, "unless you're going to dump that over my head, it's not going to help. Thank you anyway." He didn't get it. That's OK. He did utter, as he walked away, "I don't understand you women."
I giggle now, even as I'm flashing like a dirty old man in a trench coat at the moment. He couldn't get it.
Please, if there's a man reading this - don't give me crap. I do acknowledge this was a very sweet gesture on his part. I also understand that he has a young wife and probably didn't see his first wife, or his mom go through this crap. He had no idea what was going on. Just that I was a sweaty, red faced mess.
Truth be told, I'd much rather have had that water dumped down the front of my shirt, where it would have felt the best. Stating so, however, would have resulted in a sexual harassment suit against me.
This stuff is no joke. If it is, it's a cruel one.
What will be next? Never mind, I don't want to know.
Thank you for reading my blog!!