It's funny in a way how some night's I am fine. No drenching night sweats or anything. Just a couple hot flashes and the rest of the night is a piece of cake. I have had what I call a almost normal week of no drenching night sweats and I was feeling pretty good. I slept well and no urges for ten afternoon naps. I was almost feeling ten years younger, OK maybe 2 but still.
Then it happened. I knew it would. The drenching night sweats game back. I woke up and my hair looked and felt like I just got of the shower and washed it. I wiped my hair, fave and neck with a towel and for a brief moment thought about getting out the hair dryer putting it on a low setting and drying my hair. But I knew the noise of the dryer would wake everyone else up or at least one person would wake up and look at me like I had lost my mind drying my hair at 2am so I tip toed to the kitchen instead and got a glass of cherry kool aid. I did turn the TV on low and found a show I had never seen before. This show was before my time. And there aren't too many shows I can say that about. It was called The Bachelor Father. It was pretty good. So, after episodes of that show and two more episodes of Bewitched, a show not before my time, I felt drowsy and figured that my date , the sandman finally showed up.
A few hours later I woke up not drenched in sweat again almost cool, or what has become the normal cool for me and ready to start my day, cherry kool aid in hand.
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