The room is too hot, then too cold, covers on and then covers off.
Top it off with early-morning waking between the hours of 4 a.m. and 6 a.m. How are you supposed to get any rest and feel energetic?
Add in the embarrassment and frustration of hot flashes during the day when you are in an important conversation or work situation.
If this describes you, then you are among the 90 per cent of menopausal women who experience hot flashes and endure the annoyance and disruption of life that menopausal symptoms can cause.
As every farmer knows, if you don’t plant, you don’t get paid. There’s not a lot of future in keeping farmland out of crops.
Agriculture Canada reports that even though crop carry-overs from the previous year are at near-record lows, near-record plantings and a rising Canadian dollar are expected to put downward pressure on prices for most cereal grains.
For the farmer, that means more pressure to get the most production from the land that you have.
Here’s a picture from the U.S. midwest that crossed the globe on Tuesday. The Associated Press has interviewed one farmer who bought a golf course, to convert it to cropland.
While waiting at the chiropractor’s office one recent morning, I read an article relating the possibility of consumption of high fructose corn syrup to the increased number of children born with neurological disorders.
I found it interesting in that the article claimed that over the space of 40 years, the number of children born with these disorders has jumped from one in 400-something to one in 94. Most of it is related to the content of mercury in that syrup (which the producers refuse to divulge), which in spite of its potential harmful effects, especially on unborn children, is used to help to make food stay fresh longer.
So many are the disorders and the names for them so long, that they are now identified mostly by acronyms like ADHD and such.
The chemical companies must be laughing all the way to the bank, because they now also make billions on the chemicals used to treat these disorders.
By most accounts, Nigel Wright is a standup guy. By most accounts, senator Mike Duffy is not.
When news of Wright's $90,000 “gift” to Duffy passed through the fan over the May long weekend, Wright (wealthy enough on his own account) resigned from his job as the prime minister's chief of staff.
Duffy, whom we are told could was too poor to wangle a $90,000 bank loan, despite having at least two residences and a base salary over $130,000 a year, keeps his job.
And the fan continues to churn, while the prime minister who appointed Duffy and defended him through a week of dubious explanations of bad judgement, unclear legal requirements of Duffy's job — and possible malfeasance — stands in the fan's exhaust.
Over the course of my life, I’ve had cause to visit the hospital emergency ward on a few occasions.
Once, when I broke my nose at a volleyball camp.
Once, when I broke my collarbone in a minor hockey game.
Once, when had a surprise allergic reaction to Brazil nuts.