Sha na na na na na na na na, sha na na na na.
Boy, do I feel seen!!! I am exactly in the same spot. The tender feet that start to feel better? Sounds 100% like Plantar fasciitis, something I've been dealing with for a year. It’s forced me out of shoes I fooled myself into thinking were vaguely fashionable and into shoes that I’m fooling myself into thinking are vaguely athletic. But I also don’t care as much about how I look in public anymore anyway. I too feel an odd contentedness, and am holding on to that as the seed from which my “best life” will grow…so I can start living it already. For now, I’m distracted by the fact that my body is literally falling apart. And growing weird hairs. Oh, and I’m super made at Judy too for never writing a book to prepare me for this.
And then when the woman turns 76, after having delivered three children in her 20s, she begins her next adult stage, bladder leaks. They come and go, especially when she moves from a reclining position to standing. Desperately, she tries training. It worked with the kids, right? One day, after another sudden trip to the bathroom, horror spreads across her face when she sees security from now on as a cupboard full of Poise pads. Her mother lived to 100.
Lol, perimenopause is a breeze compared to what comes afterwards! You are definitely not alone in menopause hell, and I'm so glad you mentioned the sore feet thing - I keep trying to explain that to people and they just look at me like I'm crazy. I was on hormones for five years, and then stupidly thought I wouldn't need them anymore, and my doctor agreed. But apparently those pills were the only thing holding my body together because now everything hurts all the time and the hot flashes and mood swings and everything came roaring back with a vengeance. I'm about ready to tell my doctor I would gladly give up boobs so I can take hormones again (both of my grandmothers had breast cancer so she thinks it's risky). Every time I see an older woman who is in good shape and moves like every step isn't torture I wonder how she made that happen and how much it cost.
First of all, OF COURSE I was humming the song (and might have it in a playlist, somewhere).
Secondly, no one EVER mentioned that hot flashes weren't going to be, like, a year-long nightmare, but with a light at the end of the tunnel. Oh no. The horror show that never ends was NEVER mentioned. Damn it Judy!
Yay! Thanks for sharing that again with everyone! My friends and I are in our late 40s, so currently still in the peri stage of things. We were all just commiserating last night about wishing for a "reset". So far my only issues are short cycles and the disappearance of my formerly rock solid short term memory. For those of us who once had solid memories/ability to multitask, it's rage inducing not to anymore! And maybe we should all petition Judy...she could at least start writing now and help the future generations!