The big M is a natural phase in a women’s life, one to be embraced like those dreaded monthly’s and blind boils.
Jane Penny Lee ( not her real name nat.) writes in to us in the early hours, ( couldn’t sleep, hot and sweaty in the bed) up doing what any sensible women would do, i.e Ask the Frowns help desk. That is what we’re here for girl. She put two and two together and worked out that she had entered the minefield that she refers to as the big M. Now she did believe rather foolishly she was experiencing symptoms of it some seven years previously but as we now now that was her final child making himself known.
These hot sweaty nights, and as the yanks call them, hot flashes have her demented and hopping in and out of the shower. But for a lass who was shall we say fond of the vests, scarfs, down filled coats, hot water bottles she is now travelling all over the place in the skimpiest of blouses/vest tops. Her word of caution not! As she remarks in her email; knock on wood no cold or flu symptoms in sight.
Good for you we say here in Frowns, nothing like travelling light.
There are of course numerous remedies on the market if one is so inclined. But come on girl or should I be saying, old girl ( hee hee! we do love a laugh here at the FHD) it’s a natural phase in a women’s life, one to be embraced like those dreaded monthly’s, blind boils, excessive pubic hair, weak bladder muscles, so you go for it , forget the extra showers, let it all hang loose, kick up your legs, dance, sing, go mad ( if your not already gone that is).