this is all hideously, hideously tmi of EVERY ASPECT.

[hathycol]

For the last two days, I've sort of been peering at the little safety leaflet for the Pill is an anxious way, wailing "BUT WHERE IS MY PERIOD?" and desperately checking through my memory for any time I could have feasibly forgotten AND managed to actually have sex, which has been fairly obviously lacking in my life for about two months due to The Distance Thing.

Normally, you see, I'm completely used to my period being all over the place. There was that horrific fortnight in September in which I did a lot flailing about and shouting, but all the time I wasn't too worried, because this happens to me a lot, I just, you know, previous to that month wasn't doing any kind of sexing that potentially resulted in children.

Anyway. That is all far too much information, isn't it? The point is I was a tad annoyed at my period for palying Silly Buggars and cursing genetics that I'm basically doomed to a life of bizarre menstrual cycles combined with a downright freakish amount of fertility. This is presuming I take after my mother's side of the family in such matters, but since I seem to be, well. Oiy.

However, then I reasoned it out that I had not had any stomach upsets and also I had not been on any medication and I am very good regarding the taking of the Pill, and the little leaflet told me that kind of thing happened, so by this morning I was all calm and happy and figuring that if I was going to skip a period, then this was the best time for it and I was all good with it as am going to Cambridge tomorrow and yes ahem.

Little fucker of a reproductive system, even when fed hormones to regulate it still single-handedly manages to freak me out and then turn up at the wrong bloody moment possible. (Pun ENTIRELY INTENDED.)

On the bright side, I honestly had no idea re: bleeding due to the lack of pain and nausea. And I think that maybe my period is... actually, not shorter, I was a three-day previously, but hopefully will be over by... er... Saturday.

God ACTUALLY hates me, doesn't he? I couldn't even do the 'keep on taking them!' thing as my little new boxes are still being processed in Boots due to a lack of doctor to sign the prescription. Buggar.

I warned you it was TMI. Don't go complaining in comments.

Comments

[flickerswitch.livejournal.com]

You know, i think periods actually are vindictive... Nasty little fucker always turns up when i have a possible night of wild passion looming. Thankfully these are not concrete dates and have so far managed to outwit it by causing a false alarm of imminent sex but it's just BOUND to get wise to me sooner or later. Probably sooner.

Im the worst person in the world for remembering when my period is supposed to start, god help me if i ever accidentally get pregnant i'll be wearing dungarees and maternity knickers and eating creamegg dipped in ketchup before i realise im slightly late :os

[hyrnetanga.livejournal.com]

*pets*

Periods suck, in every possible way. They seem to take delight in the whole bad timing thing.

[sevenhelz.livejournal.com]

i never remember when my period's supposed to be, which is part of why the pill was such a godsend. it's good that it's stopped the pain and stuff for you, although, some blokes don't mind the whole blood thing ;) well so long as it isn't in full flow (and it tends to calm down when you get excited. don't ask how i know)
... anyway i finished last month's cycle and then i should've restarted yesterday. don't wanna.
i'll let you know what happens re breasts and anger and things.
xx