I wish that, whenever it stops, whether that one in April was it or not(Very little about my life has been that...uncomplicated, but maybe I'm due, right?) that I felt like it would reduce my bodily-embarrassment level by more than say 10%. I doubt that being period-free will even do that, much less that whole Margaret Mead post-menopausal zest thing that gives you all these new passions and energy. But maybe I'm just confused from having the world's longest retirement.