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If I haven't mentioned it, menopause is my life's nemesis. After 4 years of battling the nasty effects of going through the change, I relinquished my I-can-get-through-it-myself attitude and began a low-dose hormone just over a week ago. The first few days were amazing! Let's just say that the surge of hormones gave me teenager vibes. Wink wink. But then... Oh. My. Gosh! I was a mess - weeping, feeling out of sorts, body changes like those that happened when I got pregnant. Let's just say that one of the possible side effects is that the twin peaks might have a growth spurt 😊. (Tee hee hee). Photo by Joshua Woroniecki on Unsplash The good news is that the volcanic eruption hot flashes that were taking place 20 to 40 times a day have diminished to 6 to 8. Let me tell you that having a hot flash while dancing my life away had an all new meaning previously. But, I was Zumba-ing away yesterday and didn't have one hot flash! Thank you, Jesus! In the interim, I'