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I’m so Hot!

I wasn’t sure if I should broadcast this over the internet. You know what they say…it’s out there until the end of time. And it’s not what you think either…fooled ya.

I’m at that age where I’ve begun having power surges—also known as hot flashes. They are the most mind-boggling, craziest, hysterically funny things nature ever invented. (Well, maybe not all that, but they sure are interesting.)

About a dozen times a day, for no reason at all, my body ignites with this sudden rush of intense heat. WHOOSH! Thermal imaging would show a living brand. I’m a fireball, flushed and sweating from head to toe, peeling off clothes like they’re in flames, flinging off blankets, opening windows to let the cold wind blow in. If we had snow, I’d be outside rolling in it. It’s that amazing.

Of course, I’d heard of hot flashes, but no one ever told me what to expect. And clearly, I never asked. What’s interesting is that my skin doesn’t feel hot. It’s not like a fever; I feel normal other than the inferno blasting through me. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing or wearing; the surges are random, triggered by the sheer whimsy of Mother Nature. They last for five or ten minutes and vanish. All done…go back to whatever it was you were doing…put your clothes back on.

My husband thinks I’ve gone insane.

I can understand why working women find this phenomena so annoying. You can’t exactly strip down to your skivvies in the boardroom, and breaking out into a rampant sweat is considered unbecoming. As a full-time writer, I choose to engage with these new experiences; I’m fine that three lunch pals are fanning me with their menus while I laugh hysterically and dab my forehead with the table linens.

So, why share this weirdness, you might ask. Am I planning to use this bizarre experience in my next story? Probably not. I consider it a public service announcement for anyone as oblivious as yours truly. One of the entertaining benefits of being clueless is the opportunity to have amazing insights about things that other people already know.

Well, there you have it – a little lighthearted break from my heavier posts and an explanation as to why I’m so hot!

16 thoughts on “I’m so Hot!”

  1. Suzanne Joshi says:
    March 22, 2015 at 7:51 am

    I’ve heard of that happening Diana, but I’m one of those it never happened to. Maybe it was because I had my children after I was 34. I really have no idea. At least you know it won’t be forever. I think it’s great you can take if with good humor. You might end up using it in a story after all. 🙂

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  2. vanbytheriver says:
    March 22, 2015 at 12:31 am

    This too shall pass, Diana. No, seriously. I was surprised by the intensity as well, to me it was equivalent to opening the door of a 500 degree oven. It also began a tradition of never really sleeping through the night. Sadly, that did not “pass”. But, I believe in naps ! ☺ Van

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  3. sonshinegreene says:
    March 21, 2015 at 9:52 pm

    This is why I’m happy I’m a man!

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  4. Ocean Bream says:
    March 21, 2015 at 9:28 pm

    I love the way you talk about this! You are so cheery about it and approach it curiously, and your explanation of it is magnificent. Fancy them not involving hot skin! I wish you the best, though, they can’t be all that pleasant, for all they are interesting. 🙂

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  5. LaVagabonde says:
    March 20, 2015 at 4:32 pm

    You have a good attitude about it. I hope I do when the time comes…and it’s getting close.

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  6. Silver Threading says:
    March 20, 2015 at 4:02 pm

    I am right there with you!!! Plus I have thyroid issues so I get flashes of white hot heat from that too. Being a woman tis a lovely thing! :-/

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  7. Seumas Gallacher says:
    March 20, 2015 at 3:52 pm

    …merely confirmed the whisper we had already… you’re officially a ‘hottie’, m’Lady, Diana:):)

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