I suppose I should have put a warning on this entry too, eh, whatever, I am going to talk about my bleepin' period.
And yeah, there may be some language strewn about.
So, you know if you are a parental unit, or a grandparent, or anyone who might be offended by such talk, don't read the rest.
I have said many times that since I am done having children that I don't see any need for me to get my period anymore.  It's nothing but a pain in the ass if you ask me.  
The only way I ever know that I am going to get it (aside from just knowing based on when I got it last) is because for a few days before, I am good for nothing.  I get extremely tired, to the point that I have to force myself out of bed, and still, after a cup or five of coffee, feel like I have been hit by a truck.  I don't get cramps and I don't get bitchy.  I just get tired.
I see no reason that menopause can't start now (except for the fact that you know my hormones will be all out of whack, hot flashes will ensue, I will probably be a cranky bitch from hell and early menopause would probably fuck my whole system up).I am already a red headed Irish woman so you know there's automatically some bitchiness inbred.  I can't imagine how much worse it would get.
So anyway, I have been thinking about all of this off and on for a while.  I used to get it every 30 days...I was never even a day late (or early for that matter).  Now, since I have been thinking about this I have been getting my freakin' period every three weeks.  
How fucking annoying is that?
Even more annoying?  If I go to the doctor's the first thing that she will probably do is put me on the pill.  Wouldn't that just figure?  Ryun's had the big V so we don't have to worry about getting pregnant anymore and I don't have to remember to take the damn pill.  Now I might have to start.
I don't want to get my period every three weeks though.  That's just not feasible.
Sometimes, being a woman sucks.
On the lighter side... a conversation between Ryun, Emily and I, uploaded from one of my old blogs.  This was back in 2001, when Emily was just 3 1/2 year sold.
I casually mentioned to Ryun that I could tell I was getting my period because I was cranky and feeling "fat". Emily was in the room but paying attention to whatever she was doing, or so I thought. She said to me, "I know what period means Mama." I said, "Oh yeah, what?" She said, "Period means (voice escalating) BECAUSE I SAID SO!" 
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