what can i say?
Oh, menopause, you tricky little rite of passage, stealer of sleep, creator of crazy hot mamas.
Just a generation ago, you were a taboo topic that our mothers, aunts and grandmothers shared only in quiet dialog, if they discussed you at all. Now, you’re the common denominator of daytime talk-shows and anytime, all-gender conversations. Your physician-prescribed and over-the-counter remedies play out on television, magazines and billboards. And referrals to the best compounding pharmacists, results of homeopathic trials and candid confessions–some humorous, some heartbreaking–abound whenever women in their 50s and beyond gather.
One of my friends, required to take a lie detector test for a new job, threw the grim deputy attaching the device into giggles when she asked, quite sincerely, if her hot flashes would ruin the machine. Another, who swore she would never, under any circumstances, take the hormone replacement derived from pregnant mares, now says she would keep the bleeping horse in her back yard if that became her only option.
And just a couple weeks ago, one of our own Colorado county assessors successfully used a menopause defense while on trial for embezzlement, forgery, theft and perjury. While a $10,000 fine and 60 days in the Kiowa jail is not insignificant, the judge was sympathetic. Here’s the story if you want to read it: http://www.denverpost.com/breakingnews/ci_19105958
My favorite line was this: “And what had many baffled was that as a county fair official, she was accused of keeping money that was intended for the fair queen and princess.” Hmmmm. She’s struggling with a defining physical and emotional mile marker of aging and they’re 18, looking stellar in their swimsuits, aren’t sweating…
Probably just a coincidence. 😉