When I complained to a friend that I was running out of ideas for this blog, she suggested the blanket syndrome. You know the one I mean: blanket on, blanket off, blanket on, blanket off.
For those of you who haven't yet reached the Big M, you may not understand the reference. Hot flashes are sneaky. They attack with shocking speed and irritating irregularlity. The innocent victim may be fast asleep, cozied up under the covers when an HF assaults her. Nothing will do but that she toss the blanket off. The next moment, she's freezing, so she grabs that same blanket, that only a second earlier was offending her, and pulls it back over her.
And so it goes for the rest of the night. Blanket on; blanket off.
Don't even get me started on what this does to her sleeping partner.
Gem for the day: stick one foot outside the blanket. You'd be surprised at how much this regulates things.