Bloody hell!
After not having a period for almost a year my body has now decided to drain me dry. Seriously. I'm changing every two hours and it's not enough. I'm afraid to go to bed in case I wake up dried up like a mummy floating in The Red Sea. This not being expected I'm running out of supplies and hubby, without even being asked, is on his way to the nearest open-all-night store to buy more. Poor guy. "So what am I supposed to buy? Are there different drops on them or...?" "Just take the jumbo sized. Biggest fucking things you can find. And plenty of them. Yes, those are the ones with many, many drops." *pets him*
Thank god he's not shy when it comes to those things.
Anyway, if you never hear from me again it's because I have turned into Inca Mummy girl or have attracted the very few stupid vampires that decided Iceland was a great place to spend their summer vacation. Why oh why is it so cloudy tonight? Come out, sun! I need you to fry some vamps! *eats lots and lots of garlic*