TMI
I hate my life. It is NOT fair. I finally start coming out of the uberdepression I was in, and POOF! Cramps. Crippling, horrible, very very extreme curl-into-fetal-position-in-bed-with-tylanol-and-self-pity cramps.
Grr. I don't like how my period works. It's really heavy for the first two days, which puts me in extreme pain and makes me queasy, and then it's fine but it fucks with my hormones and my insulin needs change and I don't get it.
Plus, I didn't really expect that I would get it, cuz normally when I'm this unhealthy I don't. So now I really need to go to the drugstore within the next 8 hours, but I feel like complete shit so will procrastinate as much as possible.
Maybe I could get a nice hysterectomy. please please. That would mean a) no need to worry about BC, b) no painful hellish bleeding, and as a result of b), less bloodloss.
The worry about bloodloss is something I wish I didn't need to have, but it's the damn razor blades. You just bleed more. It's more satisfying, but also riskier. Oh man. This week is going to be hell. I'm going to ask for an extension on my Eng. paper and if I don't get it I will cry.
NY trip soon, hopefully. If I don't fuck up too badly before then. Tsh. It's lucky I never do anything, because otherwise I would be broke from bus tickets. Course, if I didn't take the trips I'd probably descend into madness much more quickly.
Grr. I don't like how my period works. It's really heavy for the first two days, which puts me in extreme pain and makes me queasy, and then it's fine but it fucks with my hormones and my insulin needs change and I don't get it.
Plus, I didn't really expect that I would get it, cuz normally when I'm this unhealthy I don't. So now I really need to go to the drugstore within the next 8 hours, but I feel like complete shit so will procrastinate as much as possible.
Maybe I could get a nice hysterectomy. please please. That would mean a) no need to worry about BC, b) no painful hellish bleeding, and as a result of b), less bloodloss.
The worry about bloodloss is something I wish I didn't need to have, but it's the damn razor blades. You just bleed more. It's more satisfying, but also riskier. Oh man. This week is going to be hell. I'm going to ask for an extension on my Eng. paper and if I don't get it I will cry.
NY trip soon, hopefully. If I don't fuck up too badly before then. Tsh. It's lucky I never do anything, because otherwise I would be broke from bus tickets. Course, if I didn't take the trips I'd probably descend into madness much more quickly.