Ok…if you are a squeamish male, I encourage you to cover your eyes and ears simultaneously and scream “lalalalalalalala,” for the duration of this post.
Holy hell! I have cramps. I’m talking junior-high-mom-needs-to-write-you-a-note cramps.
Last night, while trying to relay the type of sensation that menstrual cramps entails to Boyfriend, I could not find a good comparison. It isn’t like a broken bone, or getting kicked in the balls. It is incommunicable to males. The only way that I could really get the feeling across was to describe what is actually happening to a woman during “that time of the month.”
It is the ripping disintegration of the soft bloody tissue that lines the uterus, sound fun boys? No it doesn’t. It sucks.
So yeah…give me some Midol and a heating pad…I’m going back to bed.
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have you thought about BC?
I would not recommend Lemo's Farm. I do not think it will help with this particular problem.
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