The first sign something was amiss was the tiredness. Then I started forgetting where I had left my phone or keys, only to find them in the fridge or kitchen cupboard. The breaking point came when I went to make a cup of tea before an important interview, only to return 45 minutes later to a string of increasingly irritated emails asking why I wasn’t on the call. I had been potting houseplants instead.
As a woman in my early 40s, I was aware of this thing called perimenopause looming. But were my symptoms related to this, or just a product…
