We need a warning label!

There should be a warning label for women when they hit 45. "WARNiNG:your body is about to go CRAZY!" how hard would that be? Why is it called menopause? Oh sure I know the whole word genealogy part of it; however, starting with the word MEN is just wrong! This "period"(all pun intended")stinks! Seriously, sometimes i wonder who the heck has taken over my body and my mind. Come to think of it "history" is another word in need of looking at. Women are in the books about the past and without us there would be no "his." Why do we have to have the babies then go through menopause? Remember lying curled in the fetal position, with the heating pad thinking "Oh someday I will hit "menopause" and no more periods?" Wrong again! Where was the warning label."This is the easy part, it gets worse!" Some women probably have their Moms around still and they may be comfortable with the conversation. Personally, I have never been one to talk with other woman regarding periods or sex. (though I have been told that women do such things) Maybe it is a generational thing. Perhaps women my age were raised to be quiet about such things. I don't know. This "menopause" well this is a horse of a different color. That film they showed us, boys in one room girls in the other:"(insert funny film voice here) OK, now you have parts that make you different than boys" No duh, by the 5th grade we figured that out all by ourselves. Nothing in that film about "When you hit 45 or so you might turn into a raving lunatic, or your body may begin to feel like an entity unto itself. Who is responsible for this travesty of justice? I love God but I have to tell ya when I get to heaven I want to know why he gave us women all of this to deal with. I'm sleeping last night, sound like a baby, and that rarely happens, I am awoken by cramps and I am soaking wet. Had to get up and put on dry PJ's! Sometimes I'll see a woman start sweating and taking off every bit of clothing she can. Women running down the street screaming...okay that is my minds eye; but we should! Then there are the personality overhauls which arrive without warning; bam, at once I turn from my fun loving, happy go lucky me, into a person I don't even know. The slightest sound, smell, touch...and away I go. Honestly people comment "You are awfully quiet today." Oh I am not quiet, I am mentally imagining ripping someone's head off because their green shirt is annoying me! Who is that person and how did she get in my body. I am not exaggerating. (Maybe a little, it is justified exaggeration) Somedays I just don't talk for fear of the words which will come out of my mouth. The government forces warning labels on everything:they ought to start putting them on menopausal women. "This woman may blow at any time!" WHY? And when does it end? When do we get to go back to being ourselves? I know, we don't do we? No, this phase of womanhood lasts for the rest of our lives. Being woman and possessing the strength we do, we will adjust and adapt. But holy cow we should receive some sort of compensation for our troubles. And I don't want to hear tales of woe from spouses, partners, significant others, how they have to tolerate all of this. No way, live 24 hours in this body I don't even recognize! Go ahead I dare ya! Bless those of you who can embrace the experience. Good for you. As for me I
Too am going to embrace the experience, and choke the living you know what out of it!