WARNING: This post is bold. In fact, my husband is pretty much convinced that I'm destroying my blogging career with it. Do I care? Not really. Both my daughters and my own mother burst out laughing viewing these drawings. But anyways, if you’re at all squeamish or easily offended by anthropomorphic lady bits you should stop reading now and click away from this blog post. I’m taking no prisoners.
“MENOPAUSE.”
Yeah, I said it out loud. Seriously, nobody* wants to talk openly about this fact of female life. I grew up, got married and had three children, and was all the while blissfully unaware of anything to do with menopause. I only learned how to spell it properly when I got my first attack of the sweaty-undertits. No one wants to talk and no one wants to listen.
*A group comprised of most people.
Just for fun, I Googled some of the female-exclusive reproductive words to compare interest levels (I included a Google search of "sex" just for laughs.):
9.1 billion mentions of "menopause" on the Internet seems like a lot. But is it? I mean, it has a tad more presence than "menstruation", which kinda surprised me, but is still nowhere near the search results for "pregnancy", or "sex", which is totally off the charts.
I’ll say it again:
“MENOPAUSE, MENOPAUSE, MENOPAUSE, MENOPAUSE, MENOPAUSE.
MENO - wait for it ......pause.”
I feel like sharing. Here’s a list of things no one told me about menopause - think of it as a PSA falling
kerplunk! into the category of answers to Frequently Unanswered Questions, or
FUQ:
1. First off - Tweezers will be your new best friend. You'll want a magnifying mirror to see the nasty black bristles you've been oblivious to for the past six months since your eyes have been going bye-bye.
2. When you look in the mirror, you'll sometimes see a man staring back at you. This is especially true if your teen-aged daughters
steal borrow your tweezers. Weirdly, make-up tends to enhance the masculine effect. It’s kind of a drag.
3. You will need three different bra sizes in one month. Randomly undulating
breasts are fun! Try to enjoy it.
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| You're looking at my star qualities aren't you. |
4. My Hot Flashes are probably contributing to Global Warming. I'm sorry about that. If only there was a Think Tank clever enough to dream up a way to harness this sustainable energy resource...
5. Night sweats can totally happen during the day. (Note the sweaty- undertits.)
6. Things that you used to be able to set your clock by, suddenly go haywire. And just when you think you're in the clear because it's been months and months since you've had to tear off a strip, your period will come raging back into your knickers like an old acquaintance that you never liked very much cornering you at a cocktail party.
Wear white at your own risk and above all, avoid swimming in shark infested waters.
7. Oh the mood swings! Oscillating between crying jags and vicious snarls is exhausting. Too bad those hot flashes are keeping you awake at night.
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| See what I did there? |
SCROLL NO FURTHER IF DIZZY, NAUSEOUS OR UNABLE TO MAKE A FIST.
Still here? Well alrighty then, don't say I didn't warn you.
8. Vaginal dryness happens to OTHER women. Nobody wants to admit they have it because our plump, juicy vagina is tied directly to our core sexuality. But one day you'll be innocently going about your business when suddenly there'll be a scratching sensation. The closest thing I can liken it to is having sand in your bathing suit and you'll wonder how on earth it got there.
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| Life is a beach, and then you get sandy shorts. THANKS A LOT, MENOPAUSE. |
Sex can be ouchy! You might be well and truly turned on but it still feels dry and it hurts. Some days it feels like if your vagina had a face it might look like this.
But don't freak out - it doesn't have a face.
Actually, I looked "vaginal dryness" up on a
reputable site, and guess what?! The vagina is not necessarily
dry; it could just be that the tissues are all thin and shriveled due to a decrease in estrogen and progesterone. So yaaaaaay.
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| Also known as "Reasons to die young". |
9. You will lose your memory. You will even lose the
memory of your memory.
10. What was the question again? I'm sorry I can't hear you above the wailing wind whistling through my empty cranial cavity.
11. Somehow, through this tornado of bleck and uncertainty,
The Huz still finds me hawt. Hurrah! I will keep him.
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| Yay! Someone loves me, vadryna and all! |
On the bright side, I've only got another five to ten years of this menopausal crap. I wonder what's supposed to happen after that...?
