Why has nobody ever called snooze disorders when they talk about menopause? As if hot flashes and weight gain was not enough of an insult. When I started to hit the button on the clock at 2, 3 and 4 o'clock when I reached fifty, my husband muttered loud enough to be heard in the next village. He carped about being awakened by my tossing and turning, allowing the light to read or getting up and walking around the house. I was relegated to the narrow bed in the guest room. Because this is a second marriage for both of us and we were married less than 3 years, I have a cunning plan to return to the comfort of the matrimonial king-size bed.
