I live in a really old house (180 years). My house has lovely features such as heart pine floors, enough fireplaces for Santa and his cousins, and a brass doorbell that kids love to twist.
But we have a feature I would happily give up: BUGS.
Since we don’t use pesticides, on any given day you might encounter a spider, a beetle, moths (the evil wool-destroying kind), a nation of ants, a camel cricket, a feisty kitchen fly, and for an otherworldly experience, weird little guys (and girls) that look like tiny gray-brown lobsters.
I’m talking bugs for a reason. I’m gearing up to tell you about my strangest menopause symptom ever.
I had bugs crawling up my arms. Not real ones. Invisible ones. Tiny tingles that felt like hundreds of little critters. You can see why, living in this house, that I thought they might be real. They weren’t.
So fess up! What is/was your craziest menopause symptom? And for you younger readers, do share with us your weirdest hormonal moment.
The imaginary bugs lasted a day and then went away. Good riddance!
The real bugs are still here.
Photo: These sprightly ladybugs won’t crawl up my arm, but they cheer me up every time I look at them. They’re the creation of Emily and Casey Lewis of Beachwood Metalworks: http://www.beechwoodmetalworks.com/