Menopause is the one stage of a woman's life when the standard advice does the most damage, because every instruction is aimed at a body she no longer has.
Her oestrogen falls and takes her carbohydrate tolerance with it. She is told to eat more wholegrains. The advice makes it worse.
Her muscle starts going, a few hundred grams a year. She is told to cut the red meat and do more cardio. The advice makes it worse.
Her cortisol climbs and parks the fat on her middle. She is told to count calories and walk it off, which raises it further. The advice makes it worse.
Her cholesterol rises, because the body is trying to make hormones out of it. She is offered a statin. The advice makes it worse.
Her sleep breaks into pieces. She is told to try camomile and go easy on the cheese. The advice makes it worse.
Her head fogs and her mood drops. She is offered an antidepressant in the same ten minutes. The advice makes it worse.
Her joints ache. She is told it is her weight, and handed the diet that put it there. The advice makes it worse.
Then the numbers get worse, and that is called ageing.
Every one of those symptoms is the same body asking for the same three things: protein to hold the muscle, fat and cholesterol to build the hormones, and an end to the sugar spikes it can no longer absorb.
That is a plate of beef, eggs and butter. It has been that plate for two million years.
The women who switch in their late forties say the same thing in the same order. The weight goes without a fight. The sleep comes back. The fog lifts. The joints go quiet. The flushes ease.
They gave her a statin for the cholesterol her body was trying to turn into oestrogen.
Then they told her to eat less of the only food that could have replaced it.
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