Off!
Thursday, May 29, 2008Let’s see.
Not feeling too well last night, coupled with the wailings of seemingly pained-slash-tortured human being (translation: videoke singer from downstairs) disrupting my REM, I didn’t want to get out of bed. As if that was not enough for the morning, the curse of the female race just dropped me a visit. Oh yes! And it brought along friends too — pain, nausea, cramps, weakness, discomfort, and irritation. This is one of those visits that makes me want to kill if I don’t get some kind of relief from any of the vicious, vicious friends!
When it was just time for lunch, I had to look for something to eat. And when I saw food, another wave of nausea seeped in and I could have just vomited whatever’s left in my stomach from dinner last night.
During an episode of this dysmenorrhea, I asked the better half, “Would you be willing to take the pain off from me for just one out of the normally three days I become incapacitated to function? Just one day for every month?”








