Mononucleosus, Menopause, and Marshmallows Part 1

What do the the a fore mentioned"m" words all have in common? Me.Another "m"word. Imagine that.
First of all, I thought I was way too old to have mono and much, much too young for menopause. For anyone interested in knowing my age, I'm 49 but because most of my personal assistants are ages 18-25, I often think I am the same age as them. That is until they get this very lost look on their faces when I mention things like Tiger Beat magazine, the Partridge Family, and especially when I tell them that I once won ALL the record albums from Casey Kesem's Weekly Top 40 Countdown. Needless to say they are not impressed .Winning "those big round black things" is no big deal to them. This generation has never had to listen to A.M. radio just waiting and hoping they hear their favorite song or nor do they know what it feels like to have your "dialing" finger almost fall off from dialing repeatedly from a rotary phone to win a radio contest.

Buy anyways back to the mono.Research suggests that most people contracting mono are between the ages of 15 and 25 so that explains it as I almost never fall into any category associated with wording that includes "most people". I am never a "most person" that's for sure. I was so excited about the Summer of 2015 and had intentions of enjoying it to it's fullest potential. I was doing a good job of welcoming the warm weather season into existence too. Friday and Saturday of Memorial Day Weekend were great and then came Sunday. After church I felt a little tired so I laid down and napped. Unusually restful for me but not a big deal. Then I noticed feeling warm. No not a hot flash, I'll talk about those in a minute after I am finished with my dramatic mono story. Anyways, the warm when your eyes kind of feel hot. You know what I'm talking about.Right? Well the thermometer confirmed I had a fever followed the next day by a very sore throat,cough,and congestion. That was two whole months ago and last week was the first week I haven't had to lay down during the day. I didn't know if monukickingmybuttruiningmysummernucleosis would ever go away. Yes, I know that isn't a word. Spell check already told me, but as far as I'm concerned it should be, and in BIG BOLD letters too. Every time I started to feel a little better and thought it was almost over I would wake up with the symptoms again the next day. It seemed as though it would last forever which I found to be a huge inconvenience. Living with muscular dystrophy has been and is a challenge but at least I almost always still find a way to enjoy life. Mono was definitely a killjoy for sure.........