Unspoken Menopause: A Look Behind-the-Scenes

Menopause is much more than the cessation of a woman’s period. (Image created using CANVA)

One of my student’s recently got her mouth pierced. She’s thirty-five, so it goes without saying that she looks beautiful — with or without the shiny loop piercing her lip.

“Do you like it?”

I tell her the truth: I like it for her. At over half a century on planet Earth, the last thing I need is another hole to maintain.🤨

But at thirty-five, she isn’t thinking about potential infections or the additional care needed to keep the new piercing clean. She is that five letter word of yesterday: YOUNG.

She laughs at my response and adds with the casual lack-of-perspective youth carries: 

“Oh, I get it. I’m only going to wear this for another five years. When I’m forty, I will be too old to get away with something like this.”

Math has never been my strong suit, but in five years she will still be miles younger than me. And I’m happy for the ample chronological chapters before her, but the zinger from her words still stings: “too old” at forty😣.

The Unspoken Menopause

Scientifically, biologically:

“Menopause is a point in time when a person has gone 12 consecutive months without a menstrual period. Menopause is a natural part of aging and marks the end of your reproductive years.”-Cleveland Clinic

But menopause is so much more than the cessation of a menstrual cycle. Yes, it’s the end of a woman’s reproductive years, but this is no small thing. And there are physical and emotional changes that occur as a result of these clinically-sterile sounding biological facts.

Menopause can be a celebration of freedom (white sheets ahead!) and empowerment when a woman gets through the often rollercoaster experience of perimenopause.

But menopause also requires us mourning who we once were and will no longer be.

Mourning in menopause, we can realize that we:

😔no longer have a glass of water without our bellies waxing five months pregnant.

😔 notice the scale start to go up faster than we like

😔 see a dark mustache forming ever more frequently (who has time for an extra piercing now?)

😔 finally understand the menopausal phenomenon of needing to watch everything from your A1C to your readers’ prescription

So, what do we want?🤨

“We want what men want. Everybody wants to look younger. And gravity is making that impossible.”-Cathy Ladman

We want what women have always wanted: humor, love, and to feel good.

Humor is menopause’s best magic pill. Through the aperture of humor, I can laugh at my student’s comment from the generous perspective time has granted me. At 35, 40 sounded “old” to me too. 

In the middle, with the figurative sands of time in the hourglass between birth and death, we can choose to both mourn what has passed and embrace what we have.

The crazy thing is, I appreciate more now that Time’s hourglass has dispensed plenty of sand in the past.

I appreciate my chiropractor keeping my back in alignment and the sound of birds that greet me each morning. 

Menopause is Mother Nature’s reminder that this ride called life will end at some point. So, we need to take care of and love the “equipment” we have while we have it (even if said equipment is a little worn out and in need of a low-carb diet and tweezers for stubborn chin hairs😉).

Mourn+Find Humor+Appreciate+Embrace=Enjoy the Ride

(Rinse and Repeat)

And just like the sign that reads on the ceiling of my gyno’s office:

“This too shall pass.”

Small Talk: Benefit or Risk?

Knowing who you are engaging in small talk with can sometimes make all the difference…

            I recently went for my second vaccine shot. The verbal warnings from well-meaning others streamed through my head like a bad TV montage:

            “Take off from work the next day—you’ll need it.”

            “It felt like an invisible weight was pulling me down.”

            “It’ll hit you about 12 hours later. You’ll see.”

            “I wanted to die.”

            So, it’s no surprise that I approached the nurse (*Jenny) a little nervous.

 My anxiety typically manifests in a desperate need for small talk. There is this comfort, however fleeting, found in small talk for me. And according to a 2018 study by psychologist Mathias Mehl, my instinct to schmooze is understandable: 

“Small talk…is associated with more happiness than one usually experiences when one is alone.”

            I certainly didn’t want to be alone with my mental montage of dire physical warnings. I needed to focus on the sunny room of the vaccination site and the warm smile of Nurse Jenny.

            Too late—I already saw the almost comically long syringe. Too late, I asked Jenny how she was, inquiring about her children as well (a small detail I recalled from our earlier dialogue the few weeks prior) as I turned my head away.

            Too late—Jenny let out a big sigh—a hot air balloon puncturing and plummeting fast:

            “My husband is an awful man—just awful. He’s been cheating on me and now he’s suing me in our divorce. I just can’t—”

            Too late—Jenny’s emotional turmoil was let out on my arm.

  I saw stars.

            “Why does that hurt so much?” I asked.

            “Oh, you poor thing—I’m so sorry. You’re bleeding. I hit a vein.”

            Once the blood was cleaned up, Jenny wrote her name and number on a neon Post It.

            “Call me. We need to get together—go for dinner.”

            Somehow, a Small Talk Attempt to ease my anxiety had caused Jenny to think we were…Friends? Therapist (me) and patient (her)?

            Mathias Mehl’s findings regarding our tendency to find happiness through small talk may be true, but if that small talk signals another to lay down on the metaphorical Freudian couch, perhaps we need to refrain from trivial banter with people holding sharp objects…

 Source: https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/out-the-ooze/202001/why-small-talk-is-big-deal