well I look at it as I'm getting it out the way,
anyway while I was going throughout chemo (and flushes) I did chat to a lot of women in the same boat, I'm really surprised that people are not aware lots of women go through this in their twenties, thirties and forties,
I'm sure I would of died of hipothermia by now if I was single, in my sleep(deranged thrashing about) I throw open the window, take off anything I'm wearing, throw off duvet (or sheet(you only want a sheet) and switch on the fan,
my husband often wakes to find me totally freezing, but asleep, I refuse to take any covers, as in my half wake state I'm terrified it will start again,
it's wretched when you are in your own space, and can strip naked and jump in the shower,
I held a mini ice pack clutched to my chest wrapped in a silk scarf all the way through the children's end of term concert, and contemplated making a jacket with secret pockets which I could fill with ice packs,
the thing with flushes is you have an equal and opposite reaction,
So one minute you wonder if you are actually on fire and have blanked out what you are protesting about and you will do anything to make it stop, then after you go so extremely cold it is like you just swam from Kirkcaldy to North Berwick in mid winter, you can't function.
It's a bit like having extreme flu over and over again.
Having a bath is dangerous, you either sit in one so cold, you go blue, anything warm will set off a flush,
anyway if you are lucky you will live long enough to find out for yourself.
I don't recommend the accelerate experience, the blockers make sure that no hormone slip through so I didn't ease into it, instant shock for my body.