Standing before 50 coworkers in the conference room, I was taking questions after giving a presentation when I felt the familiar stirrings of a hot flash. “Please, not now,” I bargained with my perimenopausal body. “Don’t put me in the hot seat both literally and figuratively.”My body rejected the bargain. Like it was coming from a hot hairdryer, the heat blasted up from the center of my chest, just under my collarbones, and spread up through my neck. My face burned and sweat erupted everywhere: dripping from my temples, pooling in the center of my bra and running down my back. In just a few s...
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