Is it Me or is it HOT in here?

I’m sure many women who are like me and have had a hysterectomy can relate to my temperature idiosyncrasies.  I’m either too cold (which is unusual) or more frequently too hot (hot flashes).  It’s a rare occasion when the temperature is just right at my house.  We live in a 2 story patio home with only one central air unit.  The thermostat is downstairs, so the upstairs is always screwed up (why do they build houses this way), and, of course, the master bedroom is upstairs.  Anyway, my husband Steve, bless his heart, doesn’t complain too much about the temperature (until it gets below 60 degrees).  He really tries to be patient with me.  After I started down this temperature journey a couple of years ago, he found it necessary to buy a thermometer and keep it on the nightstand next to the bed so he could see just how cold it gets in our room.

A few weeks ago, Steve got up just at dawn to go pee.  When he came back to bed, he woke me by jumping into our bed shivering, pulling covers up around him and mumbling under his breath.  I think I heard something along the lines of “Jesus Christ, its f***ing cold in here”.  Now you have to understand that I am naked (not a pretty sight) and have all of the covers thrown back and I’m sweating.  Now this is when he wants to snuggle up against me to get warm and I’m shoving him away because he feels like a furnace to me.  This is when I give him that “you’ve lost your mind” look and I’m thinking he’s crazy – there’s no way its cold in here.   So here’s where the fun begins.  The conversation goes something like this.

Jesus Christ, its f***ing cold in here.

Are you kidding me?  It’s like a freaking sauna in here. Get off of me.

Honey – you’re not well.  It is cooooooooold.

No, there’s something wrong with you because I’m burning up. I feel like I’m gonna explode any second.  Get off of me.

He then turns to the nightstand and picks up the thermometer and announces “OH MY GOD – its 59 degrees in here”.

So, okay I’ll admit it.  Maybe it is me.  So now – GET OFF OF ME.

It’s a damn good thing I’m married to the most wonderful man in the world.