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I am about to do something radical. I am going to share something positive about menopause with you. At the age of thirteen, after my math teacher noticed that my neck appeared swollen and a little green (ick), I was … Continue reading
Previously on I Hate My Uterus, Why Is It Doing This To Me… From the number of private messages and emails I received after my last peri-menopause post, it looks like I am not alone in the struggle. Some folks … Continue reading
****Warning! This post contains graphic “women stuff” AKA bodily functions common to healthy women over the age of 40. If that kind of stuff squicks you out, be thankful you don’t have to go through it yourself. You can also … Continue reading
Can the past change? Two nights ago, Hubs and I re-watched the brilliant, Oscar-winning thriller Silence of the Lambs. The movie came out in 1991 and neither of us had watched it for at least a decade. The movie I … Continue reading
It is the winter of 2003. Fred is helping me out to a van; I am doubled over with pain, barely able to breathe. The van’s driver is Christian, the manager of the yacht club in Golfito, Costa Rica. He … Continue reading
Don’t close your eyes yet. For now, I only want you to think back to a time when you found yourself in “the wrong part of town”. Maybe it was an accident, a wrong turn, bad directions, or maybe you … Continue reading
An alien is about to burst out of my chest. Or perhaps that’s my heart. We are doing atomic push ups. Three sets of ten reps is the goal. I have done three reps. Two and a half? I have … Continue reading
When it comes to empathy, I was late to the party. I arrived to find the presents opened and the cake mostly eaten. I was embarrassed at my inexcusable tardiness. Lately, empathy has been occupying a significant chunk of space … Continue reading