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Mar. 25th, 2022 08:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impyugh. Ow. Ugh.
I believe I've mentioned before that I absolutely loathe my period and why, yes? But it still finds new and inventive ways to make me absolutely miserable! Such skill, truly. I've been having fantastic back pain for about a week now, with some time off for good behavior now and then, but it's been pretty obvious that it's period related because it'll also kick off cramps elsewhere if I'm not quick enough with the pain meds. But had I still somehow not put all the signs together, Monday I'm talking with my brother about something, about to head upstairs anyway, when I feel the bleeding start. And even with a TMI warning, I'm not trying to be overly graphic here, but had I not felt something vaguely similar before, I'd have wondered if I was just completely losing my ability to not piss myself. Not quite the same, but same... idea?
So I head down the hall, tell Mums I cannot stop to talk but make the mistake of stopping to say that, and by the time I'm a third of the way upstairs I realize oh, fuck me, we've soaked through the brand new pad (I'd just come from the upstairs bathroom not more than five minutes before), and the shorts I'd just put on were definitely going to need to immediately get rinsed/washed because they were on their way to soaked, too. If you've never tried to do THE period walk up stairs, I do not recommend. I thought I'd managed til I hit the bathroom but turns out that no, my five second stop downstairs required cleanup. Mums was kind enough to take care of that, though it would explain why the brother didn't sass any the rest of the day/week. Someone, I think, finally realized the bullet they dodged by being the son and not the daughter. Annnnnnnnnd that was how I spent my late Monday morning/early afternoon.
Luckily Cass had cancelled our plans because otherwise I'd have been in a cemetery bleeding like someone had just tried to kill me when this happened.
And this was after Valentine's Day pulled a similar stunt on me. :/
NOT COOL.
But I could seriously do without the pain right now. Gotta finish making breakfast so I can down a painkiller or twelve.
Also, not happy my Redbubble big order package is apparently MIA after showing up as supposed to be delivered yesterday. :/
AG got me with their sale. I resisted ordering a new doll because space is at a premium and I was a little miffed that they excluded the CYO dolls from the sale. Instead I got the most random assortment of things and realized that uh, wow. If you're not in the market for a new doll and haven't been holding off on purchasing things for awhile, there's... not a lot of stuff to buy outfit/accessory wise.
I'd fully planned on getting Gwynn but I'm not feeling like a new doll yet, which is what I told myself for any of the other dolls calling my name. Next time, kiddo.
I believe I've mentioned before that I absolutely loathe my period and why, yes? But it still finds new and inventive ways to make me absolutely miserable! Such skill, truly. I've been having fantastic back pain for about a week now, with some time off for good behavior now and then, but it's been pretty obvious that it's period related because it'll also kick off cramps elsewhere if I'm not quick enough with the pain meds. But had I still somehow not put all the signs together, Monday I'm talking with my brother about something, about to head upstairs anyway, when I feel the bleeding start. And even with a TMI warning, I'm not trying to be overly graphic here, but had I not felt something vaguely similar before, I'd have wondered if I was just completely losing my ability to not piss myself. Not quite the same, but same... idea?
So I head down the hall, tell Mums I cannot stop to talk but make the mistake of stopping to say that, and by the time I'm a third of the way upstairs I realize oh, fuck me, we've soaked through the brand new pad (I'd just come from the upstairs bathroom not more than five minutes before), and the shorts I'd just put on were definitely going to need to immediately get rinsed/washed because they were on their way to soaked, too. If you've never tried to do THE period walk up stairs, I do not recommend. I thought I'd managed til I hit the bathroom but turns out that no, my five second stop downstairs required cleanup. Mums was kind enough to take care of that, though it would explain why the brother didn't sass any the rest of the day/week. Someone, I think, finally realized the bullet they dodged by being the son and not the daughter. Annnnnnnnnd that was how I spent my late Monday morning/early afternoon.
Luckily Cass had cancelled our plans because otherwise I'd have been in a cemetery bleeding like someone had just tried to kill me when this happened.
And this was after Valentine's Day pulled a similar stunt on me. :/
NOT COOL.
But I could seriously do without the pain right now. Gotta finish making breakfast so I can down a painkiller or twelve.
Also, not happy my Redbubble big order package is apparently MIA after showing up as supposed to be delivered yesterday. :/
AG got me with their sale. I resisted ordering a new doll because space is at a premium and I was a little miffed that they excluded the CYO dolls from the sale. Instead I got the most random assortment of things and realized that uh, wow. If you're not in the market for a new doll and haven't been holding off on purchasing things for awhile, there's... not a lot of stuff to buy outfit/accessory wise.
I'd fully planned on getting Gwynn but I'm not feeling like a new doll yet, which is what I told myself for any of the other dolls calling my name. Next time, kiddo.