Hey there lovely people. Hows your day going? If by chance, it’s going bad… I’m about to tell you a story that may make you feel better about your day. You know those stories that you’re like ‘well at least that didn’t happen to me’, yes well this is one of those stories.
So, yesterday was a really nice day – I reunited with some old friends, got to see their new baby and had to say goodbye to my friend moving to Australia but I love spending time with him because he is so much fun. Anyway, so it was a really nice day. Near the end, I could feel the cramps creeping in and I thought ‘crap’.
Firstly, it was three days early and secondly I was wearing a white G-string. We left and I said goodbye to him and walked straight into Boots to get painkillers and pads. As soon as I walked into the chemist, I felt it, it had happened – my period had arrived. Little did I expect you could see it all over the front of my pants, I looked down and all over my vaginal area of my Mom jeans was covered in blood.
Lucky enough for me, my friends were late so I had a massive Penneys’ bag that I just put in front of me and ran to the self-service. You could not buy Panadol there which meant – I would have to live with the pain, great. I got the pads and ran to the bathroom. Another, lucky thing was I happened to buy leggings in Penneys while I was shopping so I could change.
My sister was waiting outside the shopping center for me and dropped me to my bus – that’s right I had to get a two and a half hours bus to Limerick and I was in agony. I know not everyone gets really bad cramps, but I get so ill, really really ill. I hate painkillers, never use them, I brave every pain I might get until it comes to cramps because I simply can’t cope with the pain.
On the bus, it was horrible, really horrible. I would have got off only it was an express. At the same time I felt like I was going to faint, shit myself (sorry for the grossness) and that someone was inside my stomach stabbing me. I passed out for about twenty minutes from the pain and the rest of the time I was wanting to die.
When I got to Limerick, I couldn’t believe I made it. I had to get a take away and use their toilet while I waited and to try and not faint from the pain. I am a very patient person, but I had a low tolerance for the girl behind the counter (in my head), I could feel myself getting furious at her but not realising my food was ready and handing it to me, which wouldn’t usually happen, but on your period, well I can be a different person.
I eventually got back and took a pain killer and my appetite was gone. I barely ate the food. Eventually I passed out and woke up at 6am in agony.
I knew my period was on it’s way because my skin was breaking out – but it wasn’t as bad as it usually gets so I thought I still had time.
I get it this bad at least every second month – if I don’t have painkillers, I don’t sleep, eat or function. I’ve been sent home from work, school, I’ve had to lay down on the streets before with people thinking I was going to pass out and I usually have to lie down on my bathroom floor practically naked until the painkillers kick in.
I love being a woman, I really do but for the first 24 hours of my period I dream of being a man. My face is covered in spots, I’m angry, I’m upset over nothing, I usually eat A LOT, I’m in pain, I feel like I’m going to pass out and it’s days I need to do things, I need to go to Uni or work or whatever.
Today, I was supposed to go to a gym class and I had to miss it even though I really need to go, if I had of gone my body just wouldn’t have healed. You might think I’m being dramatic – my Mom used to, she used to think I used it as an excuse to leave school or college until one day she seen me lying on the bathroom floor pale as a ghost with tears running down my face and she never questioned it again.
I don’t know if I have a low tolerance for pain and the pain isn’t that bad, but I really don’t think that’s the case, I believe it is an extreme pain.
Why do we have to go through such an experience each month? Why couldn’t it be easy and we wouldn’t even know it was there? Oh, if only.
If you have any remedies for period cramps, PLEASE send them this way. Sorry for the grossness today, but I just need to talk about it and vent a little about my life. I also hope that if anyone else gets their periods as bad as me they won’t feel alone in it.
Thanks for reading ❤
Lots of love,