Well, it has finally happened.
I never thought it would happen.
I hope it’s not permanent.
But, it might be.
Last night, after my millionth hot flash…at exactly 3:23 AM…I lost my sense of humor. Poof. It left in one sweaty and hot, ‘if I don’t stick my head in the freezer now I am gonna die’ moment! By 3:27, my side of the bed was soaked with sweat and I was up, putting cold water on my face and getting a big glass of ice water.
Standing in the dark drinking my water, I wondered what was to become of me? How was I gonna handle this if my sense of humor was gone? What is a babe to do?
I grabbed a towel to mop up my face…and sighed.
I thought about going outside and hanging out in the indoor/outdoor room, but I didn’t want to wake up the mouse. (See yesterday’s post). So, I sat down on the couch. After a few moments, the couch became too hot…velvet/chenille mix…shoot me!
I moved to the floor.
Ugh! Too hot!
At about 3:43 AM the hot flash ended. I got back into bed. And began to fantasize about floors. Yep. Floors. I am not a big carpet fan so, I started imagining wide plank pine wood floors…I wonder if they are hot to lay on. Then my mind hit the jack pot. Concrete floors! Nice cold concrete floors. I could stain them cool colors and lay down on them and sleep. At some point during this thought clump…I fell back asleep.
Only to be woken up a bit later with another hot flash. This one was short and sweet and to the point!
Glad I am seeing my doctor next week. We need to come up with a new plan…we are on plan E!
Until then, cold showers, more red clover tea, no wine:( and ice cubes…
I can’t wait until it snows!
Signed: Hot and not funny in Colorado