I had plans today. They weren't big plans, or lengthy plans. They were important plans but they weren't immediate plans. Now, my plans may come to naught, because I feel like crap. I should be better tomorrow (just in time for someone else's plans for me). I may well even feel better tonight, just in time for my plans to be rendered moot for the day.
I'm a big fan of not being pregnant, don't get me wrong. And now that I'm once again in a relationship where there's a possibility to the contrary, I suspect that I'll look forward to my monthly womb purge with joy approaching rapture until such time as I can afford and undertake a permanent solution.
Problem number one is that this is one of those months when the plumbing is slow to get started, which leads to elevated and extended cramping. Normally, I get a couple of hours of cramps which are still within "normal" pain tolerance levels followed by half a day of minor twinges. Not today. Today, I have curl-up-and-hope-to-die cramps, and they don't seem inclined to let up.
Problem number two is that hormones and change of routine have elevated the usual IBS-like constipation on top of menstruation-induced constipation to the point of epic cramping despite a successful trip to the loo.
So now I am cramping front and back, I'm freezing cold despite the 74° weather and three blankets, my brain feels like mush, I'm nauseated and I just want to be sedated for the next three days until the worst is over; not to mention the muscle weakness, fatigue, and feeling of soul-crushing death.
Anyone have a tranquilizer gun and an urge to use it for [my] greater good?