Power surges

Warning!  Woman in late Forties going through ‘the Change’

Yesterday, I was craving a hamburger, on a bun, with all the extras.  All day long.  Finally, at 7:30 in the evening, Chris was looking for something for supper and we ended up at WENDY’s.  That was the best burger, washed down with root beer.  Oh my.

Yet, I could not help but wonder what all the craving was about?  I haven’t had a yen for anything special in quite awhile.

Then last night, all night long, I was fidgeting.  Hot, sweats, irritations, heart pounding against my ribs and pulse in my ears.  Nightshirt in a knot, blankets all jumbled up. 
Husband sleeping—snoring—right beside me and not noticing anything.  And seems to me like he’s sending off enough heat to roast a marshmallow.
I got up and paced down the hall.  Drank a big glass of cool water in the bathroom.  Another hour too hot in the bed with only the sheet over me.  And the heart racing, thudding, hands shaking.
Finally a bit of half sleep, when I was aware that one of the cats had jumped onto the bed and curled up in a ball on top of the blanket between the human feet.

A little while after the sun came up, I got up to go to the bathroom.  I felt the flush, the heat, the thunder in my ears.  What some folks call the “power surge”.
If I hadn’t been warned by the CNP, a couple books, and several websites, I would have thought I was getting the ‘flu.
Balderdash.  This was a hot flash, the worst one since two days after Christmas.

And there were two more before noon.  One left me with sweat dripping so that I had to wipe it away with the sleeve of my sweatshirt.

Husband and I worked three hours in the yard.  The front of my thighs are sore as all get out, all the bending and turning and pushing the wheelbarrow.  Exercise is said to be helpful with getting through menopause.  No more “power surges” so far this evening. 
And now I’m craving baked beans.  I hope there’s a can in the pantry.
~~love and Huggs, Diane

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