OW.
My period started the second after I stepped out of the shower this afternoon. I suppose I should be grateful, as it willbe on the downswell when I go to NYC with strokemybow, but OH...MY...GOD. It feels like someone just did Irish stepdancing on my lower back. I mean, I always have painful periods, but this is beyond human. So here I am, curled up in complete agony, watching the 1960 version of Little Shop of Horrors.
...Ow.
...Ow.