How to tell your mother that you’re going through menopause (again), that it’s making you crabby (again), that the HOT FLASHES are crazy (again), and that you’re really, really, REALLY sorry that you complained about the incredible heat in her house the first few days you were visiting ….
Well, if you’re me, first you tell the internet.
Then you hint around for a couple days.
Then you wait until everyone is gathered at the table for a big, friendly, family dinner.
And then your husband tells everyone.
Hi, internet. I’m in menopause.
Yes, I’m still 35. No, I’m not in chemo again. But I am taking tamoxifen, an oral chemotherapy agent that prevents my body from using circulating estrogen and using it to feed any remaining cancer cells. It does wacky things to the body, including inducing menopause.
All this is making me not worry so much about the oopherectomy (removal of the ovaries) that looms on the horizon. I mean, if I’m already in menopause, and I’m not going to have any more kids, what’s the big deal about losing my ovaries?