Not so many years back I shocked to learn I had cancer; I was not a happy camper to discover that I would require a hysterectomy at such a young age.  Though I have two kids already, I would have loved to been able to hang on to the option for another if we so chose. It is a strange feeling to know that you will no longer have kids especially when it is not your decision.

In the beginning of my battle I was placed into a regiment of treatments that required radiation and chemotherapy. The chemo wasn’t too bad at first yet as time went on it was obvious it was altering my body. I know it can destroy cancer yet it felt like a conflict to the end was happening within my body and the result would either be me or the cancer. I have always thought there should be a better way to deal with fighting cancer. Maybe in the future the cure will be made accessible to us, but until then I will only suppose that if there is a natural un-patentable cure out there, the medical and drug industry will never let it out.

In time I was able to call myself cancer free and the sensation of relief had covered me from top to toe. But as rapidly as I had found this new reprieve I found a new problem had taken its place.

Prior to cancer I had a moderately normal sleep pattern. I would go to sleep, wake up maybe once for a bath room break and go back to bed to finish with a full night’s sleep. But subsequent to the therapy and the surgery I found myself tossed into a new world of hysterectomy menopause.

Promptly with this menopause came its cousin, menopause nighttime sweats, and an entire string of additional troubles. If I were to tell you all of the related issues included I could go on forever. The night sweats were enough. All this sweating would keep me up all night plus make my spouse to lose immeasurable hours of rest also. Ultimately it caused my spouse to change to a different bed room. I had to discover a solution. These night sweats were destroying me and my marriage.

I tried a number of solutions to my dilemma as well as tried just about every natural and un-natural therapy obtainable. I tried frozen pillows, I tried absorbing nightgowns, I tried exotic sheets, you name it I tried it. I was about to quit when an associate of mine showed me a device called a Bedfan. Now to be rather frank with you as she said it over the phone I was thinking she said Bed Pan so I was a bit taken back because I could not figure for anything exactly how a Bed Pan would assist with night sweats.

Anyhow, the Bedfan ended up being the life saver I was looking for. In order to explain how it works I will take a excerpt from one of the earliest users of the fan. One woman stated it was like cooling off under a waterfall and not getting wet. That is exactly how it felt. From that first night on, I never had night sweats yet again. Now don’t get the wrong impression I could feel my body getting hotter and merely from routine for a time I expected to start sweating, yet it never happened.

It seems that the way this gadget works is, as soon as your body starts getting hot, your bed is not able to get rid of that heat fast enough. With the Bedfan the hot air is carried out of the bed, in no way giving it a chance to build up to sweating. This is the way it feels; the next time you are lying in bed and you start to feel hot, simply lift up your legs to lift the sheets up high. gradually let your legs down and experience the gentle breeze floating across your body to cool it down. That is how it feels all night long. 

Eventually I find myself disappointed that I can no longer create kids but at least I am still alive. Not only am I still alive but thanks to the Bedfan, I am able to sleep again and acquire the relaxation I require so that I can still have quality time with the wonderful kids I do have. I hope this will help someone as much as it has helped me and my partner.

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