Life went on and sometimes I would feel that warm, flush feeling again but thought it was rosacea creeping up on me. My mother had told me that she had rosacea. Hmmm. Maybe life was repeating itself and mom was thinking the same thing. She only told me that her menses were getting lighter and she would skip one or two but never really discussed it and I didn’t ask.
I had also noticed that whenever I would drink red wine, my face would blush. I thought that this was probably due to: a) an allergic reaction to the wine (but then again it didn’t happen all the time), or b) the tannins in the wine causing my ‘blush’, or c) the wine was causing my rosacea to flare up. Every time that I drank red wine I would wonder if I would blush but felt lucky when I didn’t. It was kind of embarrassing to be out drinking in public and suddenly have red cheeks and someone would notice.
Just the other day, my kids came over for dinner and all of a sudden I felt warm. Not the usual, “ It feels warm in here” but a warm feeling from within. Sort of like a feeling of profuse sweat but from “ within” , a flush feeling that came about from my neck to my face. Ooof!
Well, my kids said, “ No, ma’” , but I was starting to feel suspicious of what was to be the beginning of Pre-Mature Menopause. I didn’t feel like discussing the issue to my kids so I continued about my business and serve dinner.
The other day, my friend came to pick me up to go check out the new condo that she rented. I was telling her about my condition and she said, “Sounds like menopause to me. And if you drink alcohol, it makes it even worse.” I knew I shouldn’t have had that Cosmopolitan!” No more alcohol for me I guess. Good! I could do without it.
I have been waking up lately in the middle of the night in a sweat and find it hard to get back to sleep and the next day I feel my energy drained. Not normal for me since I am active and always doing something even if it’s just taking a quick power nap. I thought that I had had another nightmare but I didn’t remember having one. Or maybe I woke up so abruptly from the nightmare scare that I forgot I had one. No, I remember my dreams very well.
