Okay so I'm about to say something
I'm on my period. My freaking period. Oh yeah you guessed it.
But hey, at least I'm not preggo right? In two years I'll beat teen pregnancy.
So I went to take a shower and I was like super pumped to go to my biology class after because we're discussing this biological thing that's super duper interesting and then...
mild cramps.
Okay... whatever. That's normal. I'm a woman. I can handle this. I mean. I'm a woman.
Then the water goes cold.
Okay. Whatever.
Then the water arbitrarily shuts off.
Okay. My conditioner isn't all the way washed out. Whatever.
I daintily step out of the shower.
DEBILITATING, MIND NUMBINGLY , EXCRUCIATING CRAMPS.
I couldn't move, couldn't talk. I just lied in writhing pain and agony. I like to call it.. the "Pain Dance".
10 acetaminophen pills later, I was in a mentally coherent state.
*Later that same day*
Awwwwwlright,
So at night Hoolie, Cass, The Juicy Georgian Peach and I all got together to watch a movie, eat chocolate ice cream, and be in our pajamas. Girls' night.
One problem for lil' ole me.
Cramps.
So hey, dearest heating pad that is actually Sadie's,
You are my best friend.
Wanna make out with my cramping lower abdomen? Yeah? Great. <3
We make a lovely couple.
So we're all nestled and cuddly on our couch watching She's The Man.
Then my FHE broski shows up.
Randomly.
And he's like "What is that?!"
He eyes the pad pokin' out beneath my shirt.
Peek-a-boo.
I look at him. "A heating pad."
Him: What.
Me: I have cramps.
Him: I think girls all make that stuff up.
Me:
Him:
Me:
Him:
Me:
Me: *shovels some ice cream into mouth*
Me: YOU HAVE NO IDEA
Me: *shovels more ice cream into mouth*
Me: WHAT CRAMPS ARE LIKE
Me: *a little more chocolate ice cream*
Me: OR WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE A GIRL
You're welcome womankind.
I got yo' back.
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
Always faithfully yours,
Elizabeth Sakura Gunn
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