Huh, flamingbananas - Just you wait!
And if I could only stop with the hot flushes*, cardigan on, cardigan off repeat ad nauseam thing, I’d be running to join the lynch mob!
Thanks for the advice. runs off
Thanks, flamingbananas. I’m only 21 and I don’t even have perky breasts… :mad:
Y’know, I wouldn’t mind the zits and mood swings every month if I still had my damn uterus. That’s right, even after a hysterectomy, iI still get 'em. I admit not as bad, but STILL!!
The one consolation? When someone snarkily says “Whatsamatta? That time of the month?” and smirks; I can say “Nooooooo, I don’t get that time of the month any more. I’m a bitch cuz I FEEL like it. What’s YOUR excuse?” 
[doddering crone]
Be sure to take your biotin when you Change, my daughters, else your nails shall crack and split and shatter, yea, even unto the least of your fingers!
[/doddering crone]
glowers menacingly
But I do have perky breasts. 
That said, for the cramps, my doc has given me the most wonderful thing ever - Vioxx Acute - its a NSAID, like ibuprofen, and does in fact, work miracles.
You sound like me, 3 years ago… you DO know that hormones will eventually kick your ass right? Because no one ever told me… I don’t have zits (well around my time I do sometimes) and my boobs are still perky but ya never know what else happens…
Also… wanted to say to Mercury even if you don’t think your boobs are perky, guys don’t usually see it that way…
I should clarify, don’t wanna sound like a bitch… hormones kicked MY ass… I hope they don’t do a number on you.
I have just 2 things to say.
Mount Vesuvius errupted. I was a most satisfying moment.
Perky boobs only have one way to go and it ain’t up evil smirk
Oh, stop yer’ whingeing girls.
Just thank the Lord you don’t have a dick.
Imagine what life would be like with one of those.
Oh yes, the horror of nocturnal emmisions 
Hey…I’m a mum who washes the sheets. Nocturnal emmisions are quite horrible indeed.
[anthropology on] You know, men are compelled to sleep with as many available partners as possible… and women are inclined to sleep with the best partners possible…[anthropology off] so yes I thank the … um… heavens? I don’t have a dick… because I prefer quality above quantity. (Then again i’m a woman… damn circular reasoning!) Let’s just all enjoy our genitals in their respective glories… morning or not.
OK that just made me do the “snort beverage thru nose” thing for real! Cheap cask wine burns the nostrils I tell ya.
It also made me quiver in fear. I have a 12 yr old son and nocturnal emmisions to look forward to! Right now I’m glad he still prefers Pokemon/Yu-Gi-Oh/Neopets (or whatever).
We are compelled to sleep with the best??? Hey! Who programmed me wrong?
I did a very silly thing.
I decided I wanted to have a nice birthday. A lying in bed with irishfella, going out drinking and dancing with my friends kind of day.
What my monthly schedule had planned for me was a lying in bed with a hot water bottle, popping pain pills and curling up on the sofa with choclate kind of day.
So I ran the packets together.
I’m am unbelievably stressed, tense and edgy, I keep leaving things on buses, and forgetting what I’m supposed to be doing. Skin’s good though.
I have an exam in 2 weeks, so I can’t even use the “herbal” remedy that usually sorts this out for me, in case I kill the brain cells that contain my knowledge of pharmacology.
My period is due next week and even though I know it will be twice as bad as usual, and I’ll be in bed for 3 days, flying on industrial strength opiate-containing painkillers, I’m almost glad it’s coming.
Gah… And to think, I opened this thread to sing Depo’s praises (3 years since my last period, whee!).
Die Angua and FlamingBananas die bitches die. (kidding, mostly)
head spins around
You know what the worst effing problem is. When your SO, tells you that he can tell it’s almost that time of month because of the zits and psychotic behavior. It’s not that, it’s when he’s right
Sniff, fine, off to eat salt and vinegar potato chips, or as I like to call them dousche favored chips.
Forgive my typing skills, just got a new laptop with a teeny tiny keyboard.
I is smart. Really.
Oh, tell me about it. DangerDad always has to be the one to point it out to me, because I always forget.
“Hey, you have a raging headache, and you’re tense, zitty, and grumpy? Isn’t your period due today? I saw your Pill box.”
DangerMom: :smack:
BTW, the headache is mostly gone, but the laryngitis has turned into a full-fledged cold. Whoopee.