I *so* would have gotten IUD #3 after #2 hit its expiration date and had to come out, except apparently my cervix is made of steel and I almost passed out from the pain caused by trying to insert it. Like, my *doctor* was the one who said, "Yeah, I don't feel comfortable continuing this, because you're pale and sweating."
I loved my IUD, man. No period for 10 1/2 years. Also no babies, which was the point. But Tim got snipped last year after my cervix of steel hung up a "No Room At The Inn This Means You, IUD" sign, so it's all good on the no-babies front.
OMG, I'm totally blaming the moon!
I'm blaming the super red blue moon for this not-yet-period that's thinking about it but won't just go on and get it over with.
God bless my dried-up womb.
God bless my dried-up womb.
Gaia yes, this. Quick passage~ma for all on the edge of menopause.
In random election news, I made DH go to the polls with me and vote last Tuesday in a tiny district primary for a state seat. The turnout is generally so low for these things I just feared a 1 vote loss for the much better choice and didn't want to risk the guilt. Apparently I wasn't alone in this thought.
My gal 12450 vs the other guy 540! Go district 31 Dems for showing up!
Huh. Sudden team meeting from the big boss at HQ. Always makes me nervous.
Ah. A bit of shuffling at the VP level. Nothing to worry about.
That's a relief, Gud.
Go district 31 Dems for showing up!
Woo hoo! Gold stars all around!
