Joyce ,'Same Time, Same Place'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I was always afraid that there was something wrong with me when I was so irratic. There is something comforting about the predictability of the regularity.
I agree completely with Cindy about preparing. Hydration is everything! I've been doing this cleansing regimen over the last two weeks that has me drinking a gallon of cranberry water every day. My last period was terrifically easy...and I think the water had a lot to do with it.
My period's weird, timeline wise. Mostly not terribly uncomfortable.
I was feeling crampy yesterday but nothing happened so I just chalked it up to generally feeling icky.
There were a few times when I've had cramps so bad I wanted to die. I remember one time being in such pain, lying on the floor at my boyfriend's apartment, wanting to die and asking him to buy me some Midol.
He wouldn't, he was too embarassed, so he drove me over to the store and I made it in and bought some.
It made me mad, I mean it was MIDOL. Not like I'd asked him to go in and buy a huge economy size of Kotex and a selection of tampons.
Don't get that...nobody's gonna think they're *his* They'll think he's a good bf. Guys? Enlighten me about this heartburn, please?Not that a man will ever share my life in any meaningful way ever again.
Totally a boyfriend test. Anybody that wiggy about inconsequential stuff (in my universe) doesn't make the cut with me. Life just shouldn't be that hard.
After I had elective surgery once, my bf at the time insisted we go for a drive. (Blame ME for agreeing.) He got us so lost, I seriously thought I'd end up back in the house of beds. He refused to get out at the fire station (my request) to ask for directions. Seriously. In a part of the world where he'd NEVER bee seen again. The weasel.
BF? I'd like to introduce you to the curb. Curb? Here's my FBF. Please treat him like the stuff that normally floats down you.
Heh. I sympathize, Beej. I ended up in one of the wrong parts of LA once and had to stop at a gas station and ask directions. It can be scary, but less scary than getting even more lost and somewhere you just. don't. want. to. be.
The other serious boyfriend I had, was totally cool with buying Midol or pads or whatever. His mom used to send him to the grocery store for groceries all the time and that was included.
But he wasnt a great boyfriend. He had co dependency issues and as soon as I didn't need him like he needed to be needed he moved on to the 19 yr old, lesbian Russian exchange student. Well she turned 20 about the time they were spending lots of time together, he was 31 (?) I was 23 ish.
Eventually they got married, so she could stay in the country.
Unfortunatly I didn't kick him to the curb when I should have.
Don't get that...nobody's gonna think they're *his* They'll think he's a good bf. Guys? Enlighten me about this heartburn, please?Dh graciously gets me any of my feminine hygiene needs--meds, pads, tampons. I would have actually expected him to be the type who refused, but the first time it came up, he was completely cool with it. Might have been when I fell in love.
My cramps have lessened. YAY! Still flare up when I sit down.
The boyfriend who wouldn't buy Midol was my Very Vanilla Boyfriend, we had clashes about various things at times. I know my bouts of depression and mania didn't help.
I wonder where he is now, and I'm sure if he knew enough about me he'd be shocked.