It is with wild crazy eyes I ask all my sisters frolicking through the menopausal daisies... "Really? !" I will be 50 in 2 mos. Been going thru meno for about a yr 1/2. Just had ovaries removed Mid March. 2 weeks later, attended my 90 yr old G-dads BDay Party AT THE CHURCH and stood there wondering, who is that idiot standing there crying like a manic fool? Oh, wait... it was me. I had folks hugging me saying, "I don't know why u r crying, but I'd like to hug you. Damnit! I thought I stopped crying 10 min ago! Now... today, I realize.. what is that nasty scent I keep smelling. Oh Joy! It's me again. YES, YES, YES. It is a musty , oily, old smell. I have so much social anxiety I skipped Easter Sun Church with husband. Y'day he booked a cruise wants to pay 4 spray tan & new outfits (thanks for the weight gain, Menopause) and all I can think of is... lipstick on a pig (and food). Kindly declined. (WHAT! Who said that!) Considering a gambling addition, must learn fast! He is actually taking this psycho nut ball to the hot ocean tropics to die of hotflashes while he sits poolside and admires the Brazilian bikinis pretending to puff on that cigar he never lights.. Poor, poor fool. Then again, it would take energy to care about it now. Never mind. I STINK!
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It is with wild crazy eyes I ask all my sisters frolicking through the menopausal daisies... "Really? !" I will be 50 in 2 mos. Been going thru meno for about a yr 1/2. Just had ovaries removed Mid March. 2 weeks later, attended my 90 yr old G-dads BDay Party AT THE CHURCH and stood there wondering, who is that idiot standing there crying like a manic fool? Oh, wait... it was me. I had folks hugging me saying, "I don't know why u r crying, but I'd like to hug you. Damnit! I thought I stopped crying 10 min ago! Now... today, I realize.. what is that nasty scent I keep smelling. Oh Joy! It's me again. YES, YES, YES. It is a musty , oily, old smell. I have so much social anxiety I skipped Easter Sun Church with husband. Y'day he booked a cruise wants to pay 4 spray tan & new outfits (thanks for the weight gain, Menopause) and all I can think of is... lipstick on a pig (and food). Kindly declined. (WHAT! Who said that!) Considering a gambling addition, must learn fast! He is actually taking this psycho nut ball to the hot ocean tropics to die of hotflashes while he sits poolside and admires the Brazilian bikinis pretending to puff on that cigar he never lights.. Poor, poor fool. Then again, it would take energy to care about it now. Never mind. I STINK!
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