Spoiler: This post is not for the faint of heart or for those grossed out by bodily functions. Read at your own risk.
"Weepy," I wrote yesterday. "Melancholy," I said. "Suddenly burst into tears," I noted.
I didn't mention a heavy crampy emotional feeling or tender boobs, because, hey! That's just what I call Daily Menopausal Life!
So when I got up from my computer chair this a.m., noting an odd stickiness in my nether regions:
☐ Am I a moron for not connecting the dots?I am currently flowing like a teenager.
☐ Would you have expected a bloody stain on the chair?
☐ What the fuck, body????
But I haven't sneezed once.
(I guess I'll hang on to my tampons for another year.)
Must now remove stain from chair, also nightgown, also pathway to bathroom.
— Lady Bloody C