C+M2=Meh

I don’t know why I feel like such a horrible pile of sludge today. Oh, yes I do. It’s period week. Here I am feeling like shit this morning. I had a cup of coffee and decided that instead of suffering I’m going to take a Midol. We have the Midol Complete so they should take care of everything from cramps to headaches and more. So I took one. Downed some coffee with it because they taste horrific, and this is right after I made my coffee so it was still quite hot. Trying to get rid of the horrible taste in your mouth with sips of hot coffee is not recommended.

An hour later I still feel like shit. And I’m angry. I can’t seem to not be angry. I’m angry at IE because Adobe Flash Player won’t work. I’m mad at Adobe because there’s no reason whatsoever that I should be having this problem. I go through again to uninstall, reboot, follow the instructions regarding the internet options, redownload and install after closing AVG (although I don’t know what the fuck is up with AVG because even if I close it, it still interferes with the install!!) and then reboot again just to find out that it still doesn’t work. Now I’m just furious and every little thought that comes into my head is making it worse. Obviously I have rage issues.

So I take a second Midol. I go through the ritual of downing a few swallows of my now luke-warm coffee with it. Note that I don’t eat food until 10am because my stomach can’t handle food (yet I can handle taking asprin, midol, or any other type of medication even if it says to take with food but I can’t handle FOOD) before then, I just end up nauseous.

About a half an hour later the second Midol is kicking in and for whatever reason it seems to lower my blood pressure enough to make my legs go numb (I guess that’s how I know it’s working) and so I start moving around enough to keep them awake. I’m not angry anymore either, it seems to have faded away for the time being. I enjoy my anger way too much when it kicks in like that and I know I need to keep it on a short leash and a choke chain otherwise people will get hurt.

After another hour of removing programs and toolbars that I don’t need or want on here anymore I can’t hold my eyes open. I threw in a load of laundry (had to do something productive), took out my contacts and laid down on the couch with my pillow and a warm blanket. I wasn’t tired but I couldn’t hold my eyes open. So I just lay there content. Fifteen minutes or so later Honey is asking me to make him coffee. I get up and make him coffee, take it to him; then lay back down on the couch. He didn’t know I was laying down. I know damn well that if I hadn’t taken the second Midol I’d have probably yelled at him.

When he realized I was laying down he apologized and I said it was ok. He was up for the day and I crawled in bed. I still wasn’t tired, I just wanted to lay still and let the Midol clear up my physical and emotional issues. I didn’t think, I just laid there curled up under my comforter with my pillow and let myself relax. It was blissful.

My noon alarm went off about an hour or so later. I shut if off and set myself another alarm to go off at 1:15. The Little Lady gets picked up at 2pm (Wednesdays are the early days) and I wanted to make sure I had plenty of time to go and get her.

After another half an hour I feel myself become alert, physically and mentally, I am feeling much better. Emotionally I’m still a bit blank and that’s what I want. I don’t want that anger to come back. I get out of bed and hit enter on the computer so it restarts (stupid computer) and go to put my contacts in. I made myself a peanut butter sandwich and asked Honey if he needed anything washed. He said no. The clothes that i had put in earlier were already done with the dryer so I threw in another load.

Honey also decided to go get the Little Lady and put gas in the car. So here I am, sitting in the silence. Silence, because the washer is done. I’m starting to feel more normal every minute. I still hate my period though. Having a period is the only reason I absolutely hate being a woman. Sounds like they are home. Later.