September 28, 2012

• How my period ruined my day.

  I finally got my period today, and my day just went downhill from there. Aside from the obvious "my vagina's fucking bleeding", I also happen to be one of the people who gets really bad cramps. Of course, my cramps aren't always that bad every month, but today it's pretty bad. I woke up pretty late, around 2:30PM, and then went to shower at 3. Right when I decided to go shower, I felt blood gushing out of my vagina, and I knew that my period has arrived to RUIN MY WEEK. When I came out of the shower, it was 4 and I looked around for food to eat. I saw a bunch of moon cakes lying around on the dinner table (because it's Mid-Autumn Festival this weekend) and I decided to eat one. HUGE mistake. Not long after, I began to feel like shit and my cramps started getting really bad, and because I had planned to watch Looper with Jason, I decided to pop pills to make the pain go away. I left home wearing jeans, a tank top and a hoodie because it's like, 70 degrees and raining, so I figured it should be fine. When I get outside, it's a bit chilly and drizzling, but not too bad. I managed to walk about a block and a half down the road when I started feeling extremely nauseous and began to have a panic attack. I decided then and there to cancel the movie and turned around to walk back home, but holy shit that mere 1.5 blocks felt like 9283725 blocks. It was absolute torture. And here's a few period symptoms that I sometimes get, for you guys who don't know what it's like for us girls to be on our period. My crotch feels like someone punched it a few times and it hurts like hell. And my butt feels like I need to shit when I might not really have to, so pretty much I feel constipated for possibly no reason. Which means I can't get rid of that feeling by simply taking a shit BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE TO SHIT. Anyway, I felt so nauseous that I looked frantically around for a dry bench to sit down at so I could do those stupid breathing exercise, y'know inhale and exhale deeply, take deep breaths blahblahblah. I spotted one -- the bench at the bus stop. Unfortunately, an old Asian lady and her grandchild were sitting down. Fortunately, just as I walked up to the bus stop, the bus came and they got on. Unfortunately, by the time I got to the bus stop I couldn't hold in my vomit anymore, and threw up in my left hand and all over the floor at the bus stop. I sat my ass down, and started to cough and breathe, and tried to get the vomit off my hand. I felt my pills coming back up, so there goes my painkillers. In less than 5 minutes, another fucking bus comes up to the stop. I motion at the bus driver that I'm not getting on, and when people got off, they had to face the surprise that I left for them on the floor. Really? The one day that I don't need to take the bus and it comes so frequently, wtf.  When I felt like I was ready to go (aka was pretty sure didn't have to throw up anymore), I got up to walk home. That's when I realized that I was sweating like crazy, but I felt both hot and cold. It didn't make any sense. When I got to my block, I felt like I was going to die because my cramps were so bad and I felt like I had to take a huge dump and like I needed to empty the entire contents of my stomach. I stopped on the side of the block and bent over a little. At that point, I honestly was contemplating lying down on wet pavement, curl up in a ball and cry myself to sleep. But of course, I couldn't do that because that's just crazy. Then I threw up my sad excuse for a lunch and the vomit was all yellow from the preserved egg yolk lol. I saw this guy walk by me and gave me this look that clearly said "the fuck is wrong with her?". I bet he thought I was anorexic or something :[ . I ignored him and made my way home shortly. I opened the door to my building and saw the guy standing there waiting for the elevator. That was definitely an awkward elevator ride. When I got home, I immediately threw down my bag and pretty much stripped and put on pajamas. My hands were shaking as I took my contacts off and tried not to drop them. Then I crawled into bed and curled up in a ball. I laid there for the longest time, but couldn't sleep because the pain from the cramps kept me up. Lying down helps ease the pain a little, but because I threw up the painkillers, the cramps weren't getting any better. I was too afraid to try taking another one in case it makes me want to throw up again. Eventually, my mom came home (about 2 hours later) and was surprised to find me in bed all pathetic-looking because I told her that I was going to watch a movie. She gave me more painkillers and I managed to cry myself to sleep. The end. 

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