We have all seen them: little old ladies dressed in warm coats and hats on warm days. I want to know when that happens. When do we shift from being warm all the time to being chilly; because I want to get there sooner rather than later.
It used to be that women didn’t talk about The Change and the symptoms that accompanied the mysterious Change were a surprise when they appeared. Thank goodness we’ve come through that phase and that we’re quite free in the way we talk about it now, at least that how it is in my circles. I work with a group of other women in a similar demographic to me and it’s not unusual when we’re in a meeting for one of us to suddenly pull out a piece of paper and begin fanning herself. It’s also not uncommon for one of the rest of us to also pull out a piece of paper and assist in the fanning.
Sometimes, though, I find myself in a meeting with people I don’t know quite so well or (heaven forbid!) with men and the fanning doesn’t seem quite as appropriate. When the heat wave comes over me at those times I do my best to ignore it and hope that the beads of sweat I feel on my upper lip aren’t visible to anyone or, worse yet, that I don’t spontaneously combust in front of everyone.
My experience of meno-moments in the middle of the night are of another sort. I wake up with a sense of burning heat originating in the center of my chest that gradually intensifies to the point where I am sure my blood must be boiling. I throw my covers off and reach for the remote control on my bedside table that controls the huge white oscilating fan that stands next to my bed and with a quick click-click turn it on and set it to run for one hour. That fan has saved my life. Seriously.
My mom died when I was still at the place in my life where I wanted to be considered hot (oh if I had only known….) so we never talked about these meno-moments; I had no idea what to expect. I’ve muddled through and, while I can’t say I’ve embraced these heat waves, I suppose I have learned to cope with them as best as I can. Now I have other questions.
When will I feel cold? At what age do we feel the desire to throw away our wicking pajamas and don pair of flannel pajamas and socks? When will I turn into one of those little old ladies wearing a coat when everyone younger is wearing summer attire? When? I have never heard women talking about this change; it seems to be one of the final taboo points of discussion in the life of women.
Break the silence, ladies! Talk to your mothers and your grandmothers and find out when this shift happens! Get the dialogue going!
And when you find the answer please come back and tell me.