“Oh, that’s right – of course you will get the menopause too.” I hear this at the hairdresser’s, in the bar with friends of friends, you name it. It usually comes after a conversation about the menopause – centred around women who have had children or who have male partners, unlike me. Yes, Melanie, childless lesbians can get the menopause.
I am standing in the shower at 3am trying to cool my body temperature down, which is currently in air fryer mode – 200 degrees in five minutes – while my heart’s racing. Yet I can’t remember where I put my keys because my brain fog is so bad that I am using ChatGPT to help me find basic words…
Yes, I too have all the symptoms, including the rage, Melanie, and you would do well to remember that as I sit here with my fork having a baked potato for lunch.
No matter how much I move, eat healthy and get 10,000 steps in a day, I cannot rid myself of this ridiculous joey pouch that makes me look like a kangaroo. I have the mobility of a slug, all the while I am in a permanent pool of my own sweat.
So yes, I do have symptoms. Finding women attractive does not stop the cycle of womanhood. This dried-up old barren womb of mine still maintains the same cycle as yours, even though I don’t need to take the kids to swimming lessons, join the PTA, or worse, join the street WhatsApp chat.
