Forget menopause, I think someone is doing voodoo on me. Yesterday it was the hot flashes that felt like being repeatedly dunked in tub of boiling water. Today I feel like I have an oversized surgical needle poking out of my side. I'm starting to freak out. I can't take three steps without keeling over in pain. I'm afraid of what tomorrow will bring.
So, please whoever you are that I wronged, I'm sorry. No, really, I'm sorry. Now, put the voodoo doll down.