It bears repeating that the DivaCup/Mooncup/Keeper are not like Instead, and they don’t go in, seat, or come out the same way. Instead is designed to sit high up, wrapped around the cervix, like a diaphragm. Being as I can’t find my cervix, I couldn’t use it. It just sort of hung vertically like a friggin’ tampon, only of course closed up so it couldn’t catch anything. Bummer…I wanted it for period sex.
The D/M/K sit lower in the vaginal canal. It’s a bit variable as different people with differently shaped vaginas and different muscles move it to different places, but it’s not meant to be up at the cervix, and you don’t have to find the cervix to get it in the right place. But it’s not good for period sex, unless you are *very *tall and your partner, uh, not well-endowed.
I use babywipes in the bathroom stall when I need to empty it and I’m in a place where there are a lot of people and I don’t feel like walking out with bloody fingers! I found the “punch down” fold best when I started, but now I just sorta cram it up there any ol’ way.
I do wear a pad with mine on my heaviest days, because I do get some leakage (didn’t used to, but now I do), but I can wear one pad ALL DAY and ALL NIGHT, so I’m still cutting way down on the landfill load.
One silly thing: it won’t come out while you’re standing up. As in, you can’t remove the damn thing. For most people, this probably won’t ever come up, but if you go camping a lot, you may discover that when you’re trying to empty the thing in your tent and you can’t get it out. And you try again and OMG it’s stuck you’re going to die of backed up menstrual fluid and then you grab the pliers from your beading kit and try to grab the end of the cup with the pliers and you end up pinching your labia minora, which freaking hurts more than you ever dreamed possible and you realize that women who pierce their labia minoras are freaking HARDCORE (at least if they do it more than once) and you’re still stumbling around your tent, crying, 10 minutes later when your husband comes back to the tent and hears you swearing to yourself and says, very hesitantly, “Honey? Are you okay?”) and you realize how ridiculous this all is, but you’re about to die of blood blockage and get eaten by a bear.
Yeah. Just squat instead. Comes right out.