All right, you… what the hell is the point of delaying the inevitable for days on end? I have ascertained thaat Aunt Flo is now a few days later than it should be, and what I want to know is WHY you insist on doing this to me. I had hoped to get it over with by the time I had to go to Awana Conference this Saturday, or at least have it trickling to a close by the time I had to go to my friend Shannon’s house on Sunday / Monday. (and definitely by the time I was going to meet my friend Yazmine on Tuesday) That way, I wouldn’t be all in a very pissed-off mood and stuff when I want to be cheerful.
Here it is (admittedly) a few days before these events, and has my period shown up yet? No, it has not! :mad: I suppose I should be grateful that at least last month, I got it over with a couple days before Helen’s wedding (which was on Sept. 21), but for goodness sakes. I know when it’s supposed to come, and so far it hasn’t yet this month. So when the heck are you going to show up? I know I always hate it when it does, and feel extremely out of sorts at the very least… but right now, you’ve got me on tenterhooks here. Right now, I just want this waiting to be over with! Hell, my YM status message is “C’mon, hurry up, dammit!” (definitely refers to this, and not to anybody)
So why the heck is my body just refusing to cooperate here? I had better get it… and SOON!
Before all you smart-asses get on my case, I have done nothing to cause it to be late. There is absolutely no cause for concern that I might have been having unprotected sex. Hell, it’s not like I get any, anyways… but that’s a different story / rant. And I don’t think my cycle is this screwy normally. I can think of absolutely nothing I have done to cause it to be this way.
Well, I’m notoriously irregular - it’s the PCOS going on, but I’ve gotten much more regular over the last year. Enough so that I actually had my period in June, July and August, skipped September, then started (sort of) last weekend.
Only, I don’t know if it’s a sign that I’m getting healthier or just a freaky thing, but… since I started getting my period at 12, I’ve normally had some cramps, and a fairly heavy visit from my Auntie. Only…this month is wierd. I definitely have my period, there’s no doubt about that, and I wouldn’t call it pleasant - just not anything to worry about. Almost no cramps, very little PMS, and light.
Don’t anyone freak - there is not a chance in hell of me being pregnant unless it’s immaculate (and I haven’t had any visits from angels lately informing me of that). It’s just wierd…I just hope it doesn’t drag on a lot longer than normal.
Have you thought about going on birth control? I went on it about a year ago, and it has made my periods very regular. I can predict the day, sometimes the hour (!) Aunt Flo will come just based on some little pink pills.
I used to get these horrible cramps, too. After I went on the Pill, these cramps became almost nonexistent. (Phew!)
There are drawbacks, of course. I experienced some slight weight gain and mood swings when I first went on the Pill. They weren’t too bad, though. You should talk to your OB/GYN about it.
Lsura: I hope that things get better for you too. If it’s not what / when we expect, it can definitely be very much jarring.
SpasticKitty: Going on the Pill is something I have not considered. Probably because I’m not usually like this. But if it does continue for long enough that it’s actually starts to really mess with me, then I’ll see. But thanks for the advice.
xash: relaxing and trying not to think about it is something else already. And as for going with the flow, that is a BAD joke.
SuperGnat: you got that right. You know it’s supposed to happen, and even approximately when… not that you look forward to it necessarily, of course.
Probably because it can be a HUGE inconvenience, and some of the side effects can be almost disabling. No one wants to go to a wedding when they’re cramping and have a low backache.
That said, you have my sympathies, Flamsterette. I got my first regular period in almost a year a couple days ago, and it’s not been fun. The cramping has been controllable with Advil, but my joints hurt too, and I’m gushing like a stuck pig. I can’t wait for this to be over.
Thank you for sharing that with us. I can remember the day when it made a person’s face turn red at just the mention of something so private. And now look, we share it with 12,000 strangers with absolutely not shyness at all. How wonderful that we have progressed so far. Hope you get that problem straight and if ever we all get together for a dopefest we’ll put that on the top of the agenda for discussion. You of course, will be the leader. And I am sure that since you feel free to be so verbal about it on a message board it won’t bother you a bit to discuss it face to face with us all.
ANother PCOSer checking in- I feel your pain- I have been wating for mine for a couple months now- of course it will come the same day I am going to get some
The cramps, the backache, the headache, the bloating, the costipation, the diarrhea, the general ick feeling… not all women experience all these side effects, or experience them every time. However, they are all possibilities. Part of the reason women get cranky around “that time of the month” is that they are not feeling good. Sometimes they’re in real pain. Men get cranky if their back aches or they have a headache, why shouldn’t women?
It’s messy. Especially the first few days when the flow tends to be heavier. If you want to wear white - to a wedding, say - or some other pastel color there may be concerns about leaks (which do happen). I know many women who refuse to wear light colors or white on “those days” for exactly that reason
You have to carry around all those darned little napkins or tampons. That means you have to store them on your person, carry them around, and dispose of them once used. It’s an extra bother. If guys want to imagine what this is like, imagine that every time you take a pee you have to swap out your underwear. How many times a day do you pee? Carry that many under-roos around, and no re-using of any. Inconvenient, yes?
Imagine planning for a trip… you have to consider whether to take pain remedies or buy them there. You have to consider how many of those little absorbent things you need for a biological function lasting days over which you have zero voluntary control and, like all biological functions, can vary widely each time you experience it. Imagine being in a hotel room where housekeeping has either forgotten to include a wastecan or hidden it thoroughly and you have to dispose of these wretched used products.
Imagine being at a lengthy business function or meeting, one lasting hours and hours, wondering if there will be seepage through your clothes.
Worse yet, imagine you’re one of those customer service types who stand behind counters, or a cashier, who hasn’t had a bathroom break in hours, and won’t get one for some time yet, and even though you just don’t feel good and your cursing whoever chose white pants as part of your uniform, you STILL have to smile and be nice to the customers.
Actually, it’s not a horror entirely, and with modern “sanitary products” things have gotten much better as far as managing the problem. Still, it takes a couple years for a young women to really get the hang of managing the situation. Add to that the fact stress can totally throw off a woman’s cycles leading to unpredictable episodes - too early or too late. It’s definitely a bother. Imagine being on a business trip 1800 miles from home and having “Aunt Flo” show up unexpectedly two weeks early - it happened to me. I was running around Phoenix, AZ at 5:30 am on a Monday morning looking for an open drug store at which to buy Aunt Flo control and containment products. What a pain in the buttski. Not to mention the embarassment of the stain on the bedsheets. I mean, we girls joke about “mattress size pads” but I actually used the mattress. How awkward and embarasssing.:eek: Just glad the hotel didn’t charge me for damages.
And best wishes to you, my dear, for your future happiness.
(We are assuming you are the bride. Nobody but the bride would dream of wearing white to a wedding.)
Anyway, back on topic - I have this mysterious gift whereby women will discuss their menstrual cycles with me, sometimes within thirty minutes of meeting me. I must have a very trustworthy face. (Oh, I don’t mind. “Oh yeah! No, I know what you’re talking about! Right! Ooh! Damn, don’t you hate it when it’s chunky?”
Yep - happened to me in Honduras. That was embarrasing, becaue I had to explain to my boss (luckily female), why I desperately needed to locate some sort of pharmacy-type store, and then I had to try to explain to the clerk what I needed in broken Spanish. Oh, and we didn’t have access to a car, but were being driven around by people (men) associated with the location we were visiting.
And no, it wasn’t expected or I would have gone prepared.
ultress, you’re one of my favorite people around this zoo and all, but (a) you know the range of things people discuss around here, and it can sometimes get biologically quite detailed on any number of subjects. Feminine hygiene is hardly out of line, all things considered. And (b) the thread title did say “TMI”. Ya don’t wanna read it, ya don’t haveta open it.
Me, I’ve been married long enough that I’ve long since lost any squeamishishness I ever had about any of this. I’m just glad I’ve got a male body. Prostate problems (not counting cancer, of course) are trivial compared to menstrual stuff.
