For the "Changed" Ladies
Hello to All!
This story is for all the ladies who have already gone through or soon will be going through menopause. Some call it the "change of life" while others call it "the change" or "menopause". One of today's new catch phrases in response to a lady who is just upset is "She's menopausal". I think we should break it down to "men o' pause" in fairness to the husbands (or significant others) who go through this right along with their wives! Three cheers for these supportive and caring husbands!
When I was growing up I always used to hear my mom and her friends talking about going through "the change". I never really understood what they meant until 5 years ago when I went through it, myself! A woman definitely goes through some changes on the inside and out as a result, but she doesn't actually change like a magician changing scarf into a bird! Some might say that isn't necessarily so--they may see their wives as changing from a lamb into a roaring lion. Well, some have an easier time adjusting than others.
I have a whole new appreciation now for my gay man friends who feel like they are a woman even though they weren't born one. You'll have to read on to get my point on this.
For health reasons I had to have a hysterectomy. Some of the old equipment was just kaput and had to be removed! I never really understood the "changes" I would go through immediately following the surgery until I actually went through it! A hysterectomy isn't quite like any other operation one can have. A part (or parts) of me is gone forever! There was a short time before the surgery when I wondered to myself, "Will I still feel like a woman afterwards"?? I came to realize that no matter what I look like on the outside or what's no longer on the inside I still feel like a woman because this feeling is a state of mind for me, and I know now that feeling I have can never be surgically removed (short of a lobotomy, ofcouse). The weeks of recovering that followed were an eye opener for me. In addition to exploring more of my inner-self, I became, perhaps, more understanding of others who aren't female at all but believe deep down inside that they are! On the lighter side I have a whole new appreciation for those female members of our animal kingdom whom we (as responsible owners) take to the vet to have spayed. Trust me, I didn't feel like running and jumping around like the dogs and cats do a couple of days after the vet does this procedure to them!
Now the men are saying--"Cindy, what's in this story for us"? Well, shortly after the surgery my husband and children decided it would be fun to take Mom for a drive to get out of the house for awhile. Things were going great until the song, "Landslide" sung by Stevie Nicks started playing over the radio. The words made me cry uncontrollably which started off a chain reaction of events in our little car! My daughter sitting next to me said, "Mom, what's wrong"? My son turned around and said, "Mom, what's wrong"? My husband turned around and said, "What, what, what's wrong"? I was hiding my face and telling everyone I was alright. I just got sentimental. I thought my husband was going to pull off the side of the road. The moment passed! No one except probably my daughter understood my attack of sentimentality and plummeting estrogen level, but that's as close as the men could or were going to get!
Have a safe and wonderful 4th of July!
This story is for all the ladies who have already gone through or soon will be going through menopause. Some call it the "change of life" while others call it "the change" or "menopause". One of today's new catch phrases in response to a lady who is just upset is "She's menopausal". I think we should break it down to "men o' pause" in fairness to the husbands (or significant others) who go through this right along with their wives! Three cheers for these supportive and caring husbands!
When I was growing up I always used to hear my mom and her friends talking about going through "the change". I never really understood what they meant until 5 years ago when I went through it, myself! A woman definitely goes through some changes on the inside and out as a result, but she doesn't actually change like a magician changing scarf into a bird! Some might say that isn't necessarily so--they may see their wives as changing from a lamb into a roaring lion. Well, some have an easier time adjusting than others.
I have a whole new appreciation now for my gay man friends who feel like they are a woman even though they weren't born one. You'll have to read on to get my point on this.
For health reasons I had to have a hysterectomy. Some of the old equipment was just kaput and had to be removed! I never really understood the "changes" I would go through immediately following the surgery until I actually went through it! A hysterectomy isn't quite like any other operation one can have. A part (or parts) of me is gone forever! There was a short time before the surgery when I wondered to myself, "Will I still feel like a woman afterwards"?? I came to realize that no matter what I look like on the outside or what's no longer on the inside I still feel like a woman because this feeling is a state of mind for me, and I know now that feeling I have can never be surgically removed (short of a lobotomy, ofcouse). The weeks of recovering that followed were an eye opener for me. In addition to exploring more of my inner-self, I became, perhaps, more understanding of others who aren't female at all but believe deep down inside that they are! On the lighter side I have a whole new appreciation for those female members of our animal kingdom whom we (as responsible owners) take to the vet to have spayed. Trust me, I didn't feel like running and jumping around like the dogs and cats do a couple of days after the vet does this procedure to them!
Now the men are saying--"Cindy, what's in this story for us"? Well, shortly after the surgery my husband and children decided it would be fun to take Mom for a drive to get out of the house for awhile. Things were going great until the song, "Landslide" sung by Stevie Nicks started playing over the radio. The words made me cry uncontrollably which started off a chain reaction of events in our little car! My daughter sitting next to me said, "Mom, what's wrong"? My son turned around and said, "Mom, what's wrong"? My husband turned around and said, "What, what, what's wrong"? I was hiding my face and telling everyone I was alright. I just got sentimental. I thought my husband was going to pull off the side of the road. The moment passed! No one except probably my daughter understood my attack of sentimentality and plummeting estrogen level, but that's as close as the men could or were going to get!
Have a safe and wonderful 4th of July!
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