OK boys, look away now if you're squeamish about girls things as this entry is going to be a rant about....
...PERIOD PAIN!!!!!
I went on the pill when I was 17. My doctor finally got bored of trying everything else to stave off my chronic cramps and put me on it to stop the pain. It worked too. Thirteen years of pain free, zitless bliss.
When I hit 30 I decided I no longer liked the idea of being a stroke risk and came off them.
Ever since then I have had the skin of a sixteen year old. But at least it helps me know when I'm ovulating. One small zit = coincedence. Three huge fucking boils = Oh yeah, I'm fertile!
But this is nothing compared to the fricking pain. Yesterday was spent trying to find a comfortable position on the sofa that a) lessened the agony in my back and stomach and b) allowed me to reach the stash of easter eggs, cookies and danishes on my coffee table that were keeping me sane and giving me something to chew on besides Ibuprofen tablets.
Today, sitting in the cheapest office chair known to man was agony. My tummy has swollen so that I now look 3 months pregnant and I cant get my arms down against my sides cos my tits are running riot!
But hey! I'm not ovulating so my skin has cleared up. Hoo fucking ray!
OK, rant over. Boys, you can look again now and if any of you want to come round and rub my back for me I have martial arts movies and pizza.
...PERIOD PAIN!!!!!
I went on the pill when I was 17. My doctor finally got bored of trying everything else to stave off my chronic cramps and put me on it to stop the pain. It worked too. Thirteen years of pain free, zitless bliss.
When I hit 30 I decided I no longer liked the idea of being a stroke risk and came off them.
Ever since then I have had the skin of a sixteen year old. But at least it helps me know when I'm ovulating. One small zit = coincedence. Three huge fucking boils = Oh yeah, I'm fertile!
But this is nothing compared to the fricking pain. Yesterday was spent trying to find a comfortable position on the sofa that a) lessened the agony in my back and stomach and b) allowed me to reach the stash of easter eggs, cookies and danishes on my coffee table that were keeping me sane and giving me something to chew on besides Ibuprofen tablets.
Today, sitting in the cheapest office chair known to man was agony. My tummy has swollen so that I now look 3 months pregnant and I cant get my arms down against my sides cos my tits are running riot!
But hey! I'm not ovulating so my skin has cleared up. Hoo fucking ray!
OK, rant over. Boys, you can look again now and if any of you want to come round and rub my back for me I have martial arts movies and pizza.
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catcher01:
Well, it's not as good as Streetfighter, but it'll do.
acwildheart:
Cheers for the birthday wishes pet. Get well soon. 