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perpetuityI discovered it one tired morning when my parents asked me to go get water as soon as I woke up. And it was sweltering in this awful desert. When I got back I was drenched with sweat (who was the idiot who told me I wouldn't sweat here? Uncle Mike?) and ran straight for the bathroom...
Just my luck I was wearing white underwear. *seethes* So I jumped into the shower, changed underwear, got a pad... no, I do NOT want to wear a tampon just yet. *twitch* I'm terrified of hurting myself by getting it in... I don't like pain. Pain terrifies me.
Should come as no surprise that I hate cramps. I always get cramps on the second day, and one dose of Advil or Tylenol in the morning usually sets me straight. Especially if I take it before I actually have the cramps...
This time, I got cramps very late the first day. Late as in, my family was already asleep. >.<
I immediately went in search of painkillers in the house. I found one bottle: empty.
Why the hell wasn't it in the TRASH????!!!!
So I went back to my room to lie down and tried to go to sleep. Difficult, with my uterus contracting, wouldn't you think? It reminded me of one time, I had cramps on the way home from school and daddy stopped at a Kmart on the way home for painkillers. Sam kept asking what was wrong with me and being annoying and I said I had cramps... He asked what cramps were and Daddy hit him on the arm. Said that's what they were.
Anyway, I set my stero to go off in an hour and a half, like always, and tried to sleep. No dice. I tried putting my feet over my head, my mom said that works... The only reason I can think of for that working is all the blood was rushing from my feet and that was uncomfortable. Maybe it distracts? Stomach rubs usually work, but I can't do them right myself.
After that hour.5, I went and tried to wake my mother up. Which is difficult. I tried to do it nicely, because if I do it mean she just yells and screams at me. I told her I had cramps, she told me to go to bed because she had to work tomorrow.
Of course, damn hormone imbalance, I almost cried.
I didn't wake up my dad; he has sleep apnea and uses a machine to breathe while he's asleep. Something in me thinks it's not a good idea to wake him up when he's using the machine; I think he'll gag on it or something. (I just asked him, he says it makes no difference. -_-'')
So I went back to bed for another couple more hours... I think I almost cried again... because it hurt like hell. About 5AM, I went and got on the computer; I figured so what? Maybe I need a distraction.
Worked. Like. A. Goddamn. Charm.
My dad woke up after awhile. He told me to wake mommy up. I did; I bitched her out for ignoring me. Almost cried. She asked what she said when I woke her up. I told her, she apologized. I figure she was still asleep then. That's the way she is.
Dad had gone back to sleep. Mom found out she had overslept and needed to go to work. I helped her get ready; got her stuff and all that. I swear, she must fear the day I move out.
She left. I tried to go to sleep, but the damn cramps came back. I got a one-dose of Bayers at the closest gas station and came home. Decided to try to stay up today so that I could go to bed at a decent hour tonight.
Didn't work. I started falling asleep in the middle of talking to Ava, so I relocated back to my room as Mom got home from work. I slept until 12:4-something am. Yikes.
I got up; I was starving. Mom was asleep on the couch. Daddy woke her up to to get the bed out of the couch. She yelled at me to go to bed. I told her I'd gone to bed all afternoon. She said she didn't care. She said I shouldn't have gone on the internet all night.
Well, I WASN'T on the internet all night!!! I tried to tell her I'd had cramps and hadn't gone on until about 5am but I ended up actually crying this time. She went back to sleep and I made myself a glass of chocolate milk. I read a little, found an 'extreme radio station.' Translates to Linkin Park, AFI, etc, so whatever. Read a little. Daddy came to talk to me and remind me of how my mother is, etc etc etc...
I think I finally got to sleep about 2 or 3AM. Mom came in in the morning and told me to get up. I basically told her no (though I would have dearly loved to say 'go to hell.'). She said school and that I had to get back to normal hours and no more computer so late... I almost started crying again and AGAIN mentioned the cramps... she told me to not get hysterical, she roundabout apologized (didn't ACTUALLY, but it's my mom)... you know, I think my mom is bipolar. Sometimes she's the sweetest person, but others she's a real bitch...
Went back to sleep. Woke up about 10AM. Here I am.
Just heard on the that Pres. Bush is in 'Niceville.' Flordia panhandle. Conservative area; votes R or moderate D.
Me: "NICEVILLE?"
Daddy: "Yup."
Me: "There is a place in our homestate called NICEVILLE?"
Daddy: "Not only that, but it's near where we're moving to. It's near Fort Walton Beach and Baghdad."
Me: "Baghdad?"
Daddy: "My hometown."
I knew my dad was born in some little town split by a river, but I hadn't heard the name before.
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Date: 2004-08-10 12:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-10 12:51 pm (UTC)If 'twill make you feel better. . .
Date: 2004-08-10 02:13 pm (UTC)Re: If 'twill make you feel better. . .
Date: 2004-08-10 04:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-10 04:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-10 04:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-11 03:14 pm (UTC)They really should hurt though...you aren't supposed to fell them at all. If you do, you have them in wrong.
Just think of it : If you can put in a tampon, then sex should be a breeze! XD I'll shut up.
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Date: 2004-08-11 03:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-11 03:22 pm (UTC)Still... though with all the grief the damn pads are giving me, maybe I should...