It's definitely hot flashes.
Ever stand directly behind a city bus on black asphalt in the summer? That feeling is my new constant companion, albeit temporarily.
Extra love and thanks to Will for letting me chill our bedroom to the temperature of a meat locker. Picture me lying there with only a sheet on top of me and Will huddled, teeth chattering, under a down comforter. God, I love that man.
And, I'm sorry, Environment. I will make amends to you somehow when I have estrogen again.
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