Remember a couple weeks ago...
I came back from the endo and I said I wasn't going to take the progesterone, but I'd probably be singing a different tune when I got my period again?
Yeah. I'm singing a different tune. Yesterday I thought I would either throw up or die, or possibly both, the cramps were so bad. However, not wanting to admit that that's what was wrong with me, and my brain being all fuzzy from pain and unable to come up with a different excuse, I stayed at work. I just ran to the bathroom at every opportunity to sit down and curl up and rock. I eventually managed to choke down some Advil (it was an ordeal. I really did almost throw up from trying to swallow the pills.) before I headed out to drive up to my mate's (I wasn't sure initially I'd make it for the whole drive), and eventually it receded to something approaching livable. On my way, I stopped at the pharmacy and filled the progesterone script. I'm wary of starting it before this is over though, I'm afraid it would screw something up. I mean, he didn't say I couldn't start it during one, but you know, maybe he figured I'd start before the next one. I'm kinda afraid it might like... I dunno, stop the bleeding before its ready and then I'd end up with rotting blood in there or something. That's probably really irrational. I highly doubt that would happen, but just to be safe, cause I really really really don't want to go to a GYN, I'm gonna wait this one out. It's not so bad today. I bought a heating pad while they were filling my script (and getting refills on my other ones). I was like... you know, thirty bucks, or having to live with this without a heating pad tonight? Thirty bucks. It's possibly been an even better thirty bucks than the one I spent to get the DVD burning program. I spent all last night pretty much curled up with it, and when I turned it off to go to bed, the pain definitely got worse again.
Jesus, I hate biology.
So, cause there's more people in the house right now, last night when I got here, I parked on the street, not anticipating snow, cause it hasn't snowed really at all yet this year. So I get up this afternoon, walk out to the kitchen, look out the window and.. SNOW. Fan-freaking-tastic. Then, the 'father' of the house feels its his duty, evidently, to inform me that 'this time of year, they don't like you parking on the street'. Yeah. I KNOW. I've been driving for five years, thanks, but your son is an ass and I didn't want to block HIS car in, I didn't have room (because your son the ass parked too far over) to park without blocking TWO MORE CARS, so I parked on the freaking street, okay? It's not like they ever plow your road anyway, since you're in the middle of north bumfuck New York. Also, I doubt highly that the cops are coming out to north bumfuck New York to give me a ticket for being in the way. I did go out and move my car, since there IS snow, and they MIGHT plow (doubtful, it's so little snow, they aren't going to bother out here. I know how this goes, I've been coming up here for long enough), and look, no ticket! How shocking!
Maybe I'm just in a really bad mood cause I'm, you know, BLEEDING.
I knew I was messed up when I almost cried at a commercial last night. That was really pathetic. There's a major chemical war going on in my body right now.
Maybe I'll watch Torchwood while I wait for my mate to get out of work.
Yeah. I'm singing a different tune. Yesterday I thought I would either throw up or die, or possibly both, the cramps were so bad. However, not wanting to admit that that's what was wrong with me, and my brain being all fuzzy from pain and unable to come up with a different excuse, I stayed at work. I just ran to the bathroom at every opportunity to sit down and curl up and rock. I eventually managed to choke down some Advil (it was an ordeal. I really did almost throw up from trying to swallow the pills.) before I headed out to drive up to my mate's (I wasn't sure initially I'd make it for the whole drive), and eventually it receded to something approaching livable. On my way, I stopped at the pharmacy and filled the progesterone script. I'm wary of starting it before this is over though, I'm afraid it would screw something up. I mean, he didn't say I couldn't start it during one, but you know, maybe he figured I'd start before the next one. I'm kinda afraid it might like... I dunno, stop the bleeding before its ready and then I'd end up with rotting blood in there or something. That's probably really irrational. I highly doubt that would happen, but just to be safe, cause I really really really don't want to go to a GYN, I'm gonna wait this one out. It's not so bad today. I bought a heating pad while they were filling my script (and getting refills on my other ones). I was like... you know, thirty bucks, or having to live with this without a heating pad tonight? Thirty bucks. It's possibly been an even better thirty bucks than the one I spent to get the DVD burning program. I spent all last night pretty much curled up with it, and when I turned it off to go to bed, the pain definitely got worse again.
Jesus, I hate biology.
So, cause there's more people in the house right now, last night when I got here, I parked on the street, not anticipating snow, cause it hasn't snowed really at all yet this year. So I get up this afternoon, walk out to the kitchen, look out the window and.. SNOW. Fan-freaking-tastic. Then, the 'father' of the house feels its his duty, evidently, to inform me that 'this time of year, they don't like you parking on the street'. Yeah. I KNOW. I've been driving for five years, thanks, but your son is an ass and I didn't want to block HIS car in, I didn't have room (because your son the ass parked too far over) to park without blocking TWO MORE CARS, so I parked on the freaking street, okay? It's not like they ever plow your road anyway, since you're in the middle of north bumfuck New York. Also, I doubt highly that the cops are coming out to north bumfuck New York to give me a ticket for being in the way. I did go out and move my car, since there IS snow, and they MIGHT plow (doubtful, it's so little snow, they aren't going to bother out here. I know how this goes, I've been coming up here for long enough), and look, no ticket! How shocking!
Maybe I'm just in a really bad mood cause I'm, you know, BLEEDING.
I knew I was messed up when I almost cried at a commercial last night. That was really pathetic. There's a major chemical war going on in my body right now.
Maybe I'll watch Torchwood while I wait for my mate to get out of work.