Symptom 11: Feelings of Dread, Apprehension, and Doom…
Apparently, I went into menopause when I was 8-years-old. I remember distinctly going through that entire summer feeling dread, apprehension and doom. It seemed to revolve around this reoccurring dream I had about pyramids. Huge, looming, Egyptian pyramids. Scared the stew out of me. Until now, I had no idea why I never wanted to travel to Egypt. Duh. Menopause.
I refer to this as my year of Egyptian pyramid menopause. Then, there was the year of clown menopause. Later on, it was Y2K menopause.
My youngest daughter is most certainly in menopause and she hasn’t even entered puberty yet, poor thing. Outer space gives her the heebie-jeebies . She hates anything outer space. Star Wars, constellations, Buzz Lightyear… “Dear Mrs. Bigglesworth: Please excuse my youngest daughter from the field trip to the planetarium as she is suffering from the eleventh symptom of menopause.”
At tax time, I think my husband entered menopause.
I must say. It’s nice to know I’m not alone.