"Head like a hole, black as your soul; I'd rather die than give you control..."
So, who is it that I have to kill to get my hands on a light, breezy sundress for the summer that isn't:
A) Skanky
B) Bunchy
C) Obviously designed for the sole purpose of hiding pregnancies
Really now. After spending an entire day combing thrift stores and the mall for some reasonably non-hideous, summer-in-the-god-awful-south clothes, I'm out thirty bucks and up exactly one wearable skirt. Yet again, absolutely nothing is cut for someone quite as small and skinny as me.
I did get a much-needed, long-overdue haircut while I was out, however. Pictures to come when I'm done with my period and am no longer in my pajamas.
Speaking of feminine TMI, I've been on birth control since February to help control the endometriosis, and it is actually... helping. Somewhat. At least in the sense that instead of spending every day in almost constant pain I now suffer far less for only about half the time. They've also been helping me regain some of my appetite, which I'm hoping will, in the long run, help me gain some of that weight back that I lost last May during the Great Meltdown of 2009.
It's been hard with all the subsequent physical and mental health problems I've had since then, but I'm fairly convinced that a lot of my current issues are being perpetuated by the fact that I rarely feel the actual physical need to eat as many calories as my body requires in order to function properly. I'm managing to eat enough that I haven't lost any more weight since then, but I feel like I'm constantly forcing myself to eat when I don't want to, or suffering suffering sudden, very intense and painful hunger pangs. Which sucks.
But pink pills, they make it all better. When I'm on them, everything hurts less and good god, I actually feel like eating actual meals again. The problem is, they also aren't working the way they should be. By which I mean, my periods are still pretty damn irregular, and I actually shouldn't be bleeding and in pain at all other than during the four day cycle of white pills. I'm planning on going back to the doctor to whine about it soon, but I actually think a large part of it might have something to do with the fact that I'm, uh. Kind of having a hard time remembering to take them every day at the same time and sometimes at all.
So, to anyone who takes them and/or has taken them in the past, what the hell did you do to remember? I'm trying an alarm on my iPod, but since I don't always have it in hand at every moment of the day I'm not sure how effective it will be. Assume I have the attention span, life skills, and common sense of a bright three year old.
Also my cat just threw up on my bed and I'm now debating whether putting myself through the emotional trauma of washing the sheets is actually worth the price of just buying some new ones later today.
A) Skanky
B) Bunchy
C) Obviously designed for the sole purpose of hiding pregnancies
Really now. After spending an entire day combing thrift stores and the mall for some reasonably non-hideous, summer-in-the-god-awful-south clothes, I'm out thirty bucks and up exactly one wearable skirt. Yet again, absolutely nothing is cut for someone quite as small and skinny as me.
I did get a much-needed, long-overdue haircut while I was out, however. Pictures to come when I'm done with my period and am no longer in my pajamas.
Speaking of feminine TMI, I've been on birth control since February to help control the endometriosis, and it is actually... helping. Somewhat. At least in the sense that instead of spending every day in almost constant pain I now suffer far less for only about half the time. They've also been helping me regain some of my appetite, which I'm hoping will, in the long run, help me gain some of that weight back that I lost last May during the Great Meltdown of 2009.
It's been hard with all the subsequent physical and mental health problems I've had since then, but I'm fairly convinced that a lot of my current issues are being perpetuated by the fact that I rarely feel the actual physical need to eat as many calories as my body requires in order to function properly. I'm managing to eat enough that I haven't lost any more weight since then, but I feel like I'm constantly forcing myself to eat when I don't want to, or suffering suffering sudden, very intense and painful hunger pangs. Which sucks.
But pink pills, they make it all better. When I'm on them, everything hurts less and good god, I actually feel like eating actual meals again. The problem is, they also aren't working the way they should be. By which I mean, my periods are still pretty damn irregular, and I actually shouldn't be bleeding and in pain at all other than during the four day cycle of white pills. I'm planning on going back to the doctor to whine about it soon, but I actually think a large part of it might have something to do with the fact that I'm, uh. Kind of having a hard time remembering to take them every day at the same time and sometimes at all.
So, to anyone who takes them and/or has taken them in the past, what the hell did you do to remember? I'm trying an alarm on my iPod, but since I don't always have it in hand at every moment of the day I'm not sure how effective it will be. Assume I have the attention span, life skills, and common sense of a bright three year old.
Also my cat just threw up on my bed and I'm now debating whether putting myself through the emotional trauma of washing the sheets is actually worth the price of just buying some new ones later today.