Amazing women don’t have hot flashes. We have power surges. –Author Unknown
Like with all things–good OR bad–you remember the first time. Hot flashes are no exception. Apparently, these little “power surges” rear their ugly heads in your 40s (without warning mind you) and can vary in severity. I remember hearing women talk about this “fun” part of midlife before, but none of the talk could prepare me for the actual experience! Somewhere during the car ride between the grocery store and picking up a Sonic coke, I was pretty sure I was on the verge of death. Should I pull over? Was I going to pass out? Am I having a panic attack or a heart attack, or BOTH? No amount of air conditioning could fix this “power surge.” And while it only lasted a few minutes (and I did get that Sonic coke,) I came home in a cold sweat and immediately went to bed. I was convinced, this was how it was all going to end….
Fortunately, I lived and thanks to a plethora of medical advice via the world wide web, I was able to come up with a diagnosis pretty quickly. Hot flashes. Ugghh. No, no, and NO! I subsequently slipped into the first stage of grief…denial. I’m too young. I don’t feel bad. This is supposed to happen to other people, not me. As the summer heat increased, so did my progression through the rest of the grief stages…anger, bargaining (which totally doesn’t work by the way,) and depressed mood, but I flat out REFUSED to wrap my head around the idea of acceptance. It seemed so final and like I was giving up the fight. So I quickly made my way back to anger…because hot flashes basically just suck.
Apparently, there is hope out there…or so I’ve heard (again with the talk.) Many women find relief through various hormonal treatments, supplements and dietary changes…yada, yada, yada. Some medical sites point to “knowing your triggers” and advise trying at all costs to avoid them. My heart sunk when I saw that the top triggers include: warm air temperatures, hot beverages, and spicy foods. Seriously? So basically baseball/softball/soccer, COFFEE, and Mexican food. That list pretty much sums up my life right now…so what’s a girl to do? Invest in Frogg Toggs, large Yeti cups (for cold drinks,) battery operated fans, and ICE, lots of ICE!
So far, I’m still surviving. My close cohorts have been very helpful and understanding, AND have probably heard me complain way too much about these “power surges.” (I try to keep it real for the people.) MENTALLY, I remind myself that I’m not going through anything that any other woman hasn’t gone through…and lived to tell about. SPIRITUALLY, I do a ton of praying (mostly for rain.) EMOTIONALLY, I’m in a pretty serious relationship with air conditioning. And PHYSICALLY, I’m the lady who isn’t afraid to drop ice cubes down her shirt when needed. Still, I gain confidence when I hear other women tell me that these “power surges” will eventually end. (I don’t believe them…but I do gain confidence.)
Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. James 1:4
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