Friday, September 10, 2004
Return of The Void
I woke up this morning thinking about how soon I might test and whether or not all of the symptoms I have are side effects of Prometrium.
But now? I know the answer. Yes, folks, they are just side effects of the fucking Prometrium. The brown cervical mucus has gone. And in it's place the tidal wave that is my period. Which means that tomorrow instead of going hiking, I'll be home, crying, taking lots of Tylenol, and hugging my heating pad. Prometrium also has the added bonus of intensifying my period.
And I thought that I would be so upset when my period came. That I would be in such deep mourning then. But I think if this year has taught me anything, it is how to suffer in silence. Occasionally, I do have days when I lash out. But mostly, I just have "The Void." And even though I know it is useless this month, fucking tiny little Hope is down there, at the bottom of the Void, hiding in a corner where I can't get rid of her. And now? She's put on her cheerleading uniform and is busy shaking her pompoms and chanting "That's alright! That's okay! We'll get it next month anyway! Yaaaaaay! Sex!" Hope is one twisted, twisted bitch.
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