sometimes i wish men could know what it feels like to be a menstruating woman. i know a lot of men see the fluctuating moods as totally contrived and almost an excuse for poor behavior, or rather a reason for it. but that’s not the case at all. for instance, i am just sitting here hanging out with paco. we’re sitting on the couch and suddenly i snap. i push him off my lap with a harsh, “get offa me!” i can feel this crabby tension building in my neck and shoulder. i am annoyed. i want to snap at people, things, in a mean, mean way. i want to bite heads off. i want to throw things. i want to break something. i can just feel it hanging here over me. this sudden crabby bitchiness. it’s almost a physical weight upon my shoulders. i can feel my entire back tighten in anger. maybe the midol has finally worn off.
i swear by midol. it’s like this wunderdrug for women. yes, hear me women. . . midol is where it’s at. it gets rid of cramps, general ooginess and i think it’s part speed. i take midol and i am a new woman. cramps are gone, i am energized, i want to smooch people. ok, i just wnat to smooch people all the time.
but midol is my monthly savior. i bow at the altar of midol.
Never tried Midol, although I did discover the honest value of over the counter sleeping pills while in Europe. Why, they actually WORK!
i have yet to try sleeping pills. i am not much of a pill popper. i don’t hardly ever take pain killers. . . just midol has been an absolute neccessity the past two months. i love it!
Is it possible we can just learn to be more sympathetic and eschew having to experience the actual physical and mood symptoms? I’d rather not experience any real-life pain than I need to, thanks.
what he said
my friend Stu always said he was sympathetic to my menstrual cycle. so i made him buy me feminine hygiene products.
PS – so, I think you could prove your sympathy to our plight if only you’d buy us these things like midol and tampons.
I’m very sympathetic. I just don’t want to be empathetic.
I think the only way to know what it’s like is to first carry all kinds of shit on your back for about 5 hours (to experience the cramps) and at the SAME TIME not have enough sleep and still walk around for six hours or so (to experience the irritability).
At least, when I did that a couple weeks ago, I was all worried I was about to start my period. And then a week later the same symptoms returned, and I did…
I’d also have to add… have someone randomly shove freshly sliced onions under your nose (to experience the random bouts of crying).