The Communists have overstayed their welcome.
By that I mean I am on the period from hell.
I started having weird issues like spotting halfway through my period several months ago, but I chalked it up to variation within the normal bounds of.. normalness. But then this month at the halfway mark, instead of just spotting, I got my full period... and this is going on day 12 or 13. Seriously!? Unfair.
So, after much deliberation, talking with DH, and a doctor's trip (they were less than zero help), I decided to go off the pill. That was four or five days ago and I am really feeling the hormonal shift. Tonight I completely spazzed about 6th grade level homework for my microeconomics class. Graphing a chart in excel is apparently too much for me right now.
I've just been a mess. I want to kill things. I've been the less-than-endearing wife for the past hour or two, including the ever-awesome whiny-ness that comes with PMSing. Or, MSing, since it's during and not before. I don't know.
But seriously, I want to kill things. And I'm so worked up from this laymen (notice how that sounds like LAME if you say if fast... hmm) assignment that I don't even think I can go to bed. Maybe I need a bubble bath. I knew these first 3-4 weeks would be rough while my body learns to do what it's supposed to be doing, but I didn't expect to completely lose control like this without realizing what was wrong.
Also, did I mention that I've been on my period for 12 days? I know it'll stop in a few days, according to my little handy chart (and if it doesn't, to the doc I go, ugh), but I'm still really pissed about it.
I want ice cream.
In all seriousness, I really need to chill. Now that I realize it's stupid hormones, I need to use the ol' noggin to make myself calm the hell down. But it's hard. I feel like I'm being reasonable, but I know that my feelings are just lying to get attention, lol. So I am trying to suck it up so I can be pleasant (or at least tolerable) to be around. The good news is that at least I finished my homework so hopefully I can talk myself down from the hormonal rampage I was about to start.
Maybe I should start yoga, haha.
PS, I'm not really looking for medical advice, although if you are just dying to share, go ahead (minus the dying part), I just needed to vent about how much this sucks. I know every woman has had shitty periods and I am not special. Oh, and commiseration is always welcome. :)
PPS, And, my bread, which I formed and put in the pan umm... 6 hrs ago, still has not risen more than a cursory centimeter. Silly me, I used honey instead of sugar in sourdough--duh! Honey is antibacterial, what'd I think was gonna' happen? Poor li'l sourdough beasties, I'm surprised it's risen at all.
PPPS, "I am a leaf on the wind." If you don't get it, Google it.