We are of to a rocky start. My cab driver has clearly never heard of Perimenopause. It’s hot, humid and he is driving with the windows up. When I asked him to turn on the air conditioning he looked confused. He doesn’t understand me. To make matters worse, my cab just got rear ended. I cannot make this stuff up. It turns out he does speak English. “Oh Shit,” he said. My thoughts exactly! I will be the lady at the conference sweating profusely with whiplash.