Friday, July 13, 2012

Why I'm Hysterical

Am I embarrassed to talk about any of this stuff, 'hysterical' female stuff? No. Why should I be? Our bodies are a finely balanced array of parts on parts that sometimes get out of whack. And, all middle-aged females will have to hit menopause sometime. However, I am interested in defining what this recent surgical event has done to my attitude as a rather peppy, literate 41-year-old.

Etymologically, I could choose to define my somewhat changed worldview as neurotic brought about by the dysfunction of my uterus, pining on for relief from hot flashes and crabbing at my husband,


I could continue to spend my post-op recovery time endeavoring to learn skills such as how to play the ukulele, so that I may demonstrate my willingness to make an ass of myself over a grating rendition of
"Mele Kalikimaka: The Hawaiian Christmas Song" at my next book club's holiday get together.

Oh, which shall I choose? Which ... shall ... I ... choose?