Posted by Debra Ann Elliott at 8:50 AM Monday, January 31, 2011
Hi-ho, hi-ho off to menopause I go! Well, the seven dwarfs have moved in. I've got to tell you there's not enough room at my house for me, my hubby, daughter, grandson, a dog and a cat.
Unfortunately, my little visitors are here to stay a while.
Forgetful and Sleepy have become a tag team. When I least expect it they maneuver me into a choke hold. Bam! I'm down for the count. I fill my days now with.... what was I going to say, oh yeah ; plenty of naps. You would think I was two again! Some days I wish I were, that way my little visitors would only be a fairy tale.
Now the ones I really have to keep my eye on are the IBS team. No, not irritable bowel syndrome but Itchy, Bloaty and Sweaty.
Those three have no mercy. They don't care if I itch in unmentionable places I can't scratch, if I look like I'm nine months pregnant or if I drown in a pool of sweat. They're on a mission to make my life uncomfortable. Can't wait 'till they move out!
My other two visitors I tend to call BS (Bitchy and Psycho)strike without warning. My family wishes they would leave. Ain't going to happen. I go from mild mannered mom to maniac. At least that's what my family thinks. BS in my house means stay out of my way if you want to live.
I'm not too fond of my little visitors. I think I'll go kick them to the curb. Goodbye Forgetful, Sleepy, Itchy, Bloaty, Sweaty, Bitchy and Psycho... go live with someone else.
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