Ramblings 4

I am hopped up on pain killers and therefore don't expect to be held responsible for the comment I am about to make.

I have been locked in a battle with my body since Wednesday...unable to eat, sleep, have a lucid thought that did not involve some crude method of performing surgery on myself to get rid of the offending parts...unable to even walk upright....this was the extent of my suffering.....Methinks not only Adam got screwed on that faithful day in the garden of Eden.....yeah, Eve managed to F--k us all.

The excruciating pain women face on a monthly basis is just too much....and as if that weren't enough, some of us, like myself who has managed to reap the worst parts of this very horrible experience, have to claw our way the week before it starts through a roller coaster of emotions, backaches, headaches, nausea, depression, incoherence and a veritable inability to focus on the simplest of conversations. Why? Is sex really worth all this? How can a woman function and be productive when on some occasions in her life, the pain killers that used to work so well don't anymore without warning, and she is struck down for 4 days out of a week.

I am tired of having to live my life around my period.

What do we do when nothing works....the surgery, the verrrry expensive medication, prayer, do some women have to take a selfish decision to remove entirely the effective cause before enjoying one of life's most precious gifts. Decisions, Decisions.....I am weak and weary.