I was promised menopause. I want my menopause.
Though this current iteration of the Visitor hasn't been too horrific.
'Safe'
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I was promised menopause. I want my menopause.
Though this current iteration of the Visitor hasn't been too horrific.
NP said it might happen with my first period, but then subside. Rightnow, it's just very hurty.
Ouch. Sorry.
Stop gloating.Heh. That's only fair.
Well, maybe they don't know what a "breaast" is.
smaart ass.
I was promised menopause. I want my menopause.
Be careful what you wish for.
Strange. I haven't hardly had a period even--and cramps seem to be a thing of the past for me.
I think we're using a different type than Aimee--you're part of the Mirena gang, right?
I love my Mirena. As I told Jilli, I don't fall to the communists anymore. At best, I have a few hours of mildly socialist leanings, and then it passes.
Meara, have you no migraine meds? Lie down, keep cool, try caffeine, and if it is indeed hot out, also electrolytes.
I was feeling crappy enough that I didn't want to get dressed and go to CVS to fill the prescription I had. I know, pathetic!
Luckily, after sleeping all freakin' day, I'm feeling a little better, though not 100% (and I"m just a wee bit worried about trying to sleep tonight!)
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I just woke up from a two-hour nap, AIFG. I suppose I should get back to that unpacking/cleaning thing now, but I'm overcome with slounge. I feel like one of those women in the paintings--all draped across a chaise lounge, vapid and useless. I think someone should fan me with peacock feathers and feed me grapes. Where are my lackeys?!?
I just spent thirty minutes on the phone with PayPal.
And the rep was helpful. And pleasant. And patient. And I am not ready to rip my hair out or curse a blue streak. And my account is now straightened out!
I think this may be a sign of end times.
AmyLiz, isn't it wonderful when that happens? I had that kind of experience when I called to set up my cable at my new apartment. I just wanted basic cable, and I expected them to try to sell me everything, and the girl didn't. I told her what I wanted, and she said, "Well, let's set that up for you." I was SHOCKED! It's nice every once in a while.
ION, I need to remind myself that just because I spent a ridiculous amount of money on books for Fall semester does *not* mean that I can just go on a spending spree. I'm a dork. Who wants new things.
I don't fall to the communists anymore. At best, I have a few hours of mildly socialist leanings, and then it passes.Damn I miss The Pill. The days of just reading the occasional Karl Marx pamphlet and going on with my day and life...
I feel like one of those women in the paintings--all draped across a chaise lounge, vapid and useless. I think someone should fan me with peacock feathers and feed me grapes. Where are my lackeys?!?I think there's a picture of this somewhere.