Warning: This entry contains references to female monthly occurances.
So, I started yesterday. It hasn’t been as bad as usual. Here’s something funny; I got it two minutes before I had to leave for work, so I was moving around a lot at work. I was in pain, but I knew I had to work, so I just bore through it. Oh, and I took Aleve as soon as I got it. I took Aleve again when I got back, and I fell into bed and slept really hard.
All day today, I had to be at class or studying. I had constant responsibilities. I kept telling myself that I wasn’t really on my period, that I didn’t really have cramps. I did everything I could to distract me from them.
And you know what? I think it kind of worked. I think taking so much Aleve definitely helped, but I was able to get through work (physical labor), classes (sitting for long periods of time), studying (intense mental concentration), and just normal conversations and interaction, which I’m usually not able to handle. Sure, it was really difficult. I was in pain all day today, and I nearly snapped at several well-meaning people who touched my arm friendlily when passing (I have two touch extremes – I either hate it, and don’t want anybody to touch me, and I don’t want to touch anybody, or I constantly touch touch touch, and ask for backrubs, and want to cuddle. I feel sorry for my future husband! I’m so confusing.) But I did get through this day without cancelling anything or getting excused from anything. That’s AMAZING.
As a reward, I had a couple hours in which I’d planned to clean my room or start studying or something. Guess what I did instead? I put on a movie, wrapped up in a blanket, made myself some tea, and ate saltines until it was time for work. It was just what I needed. It felt so good just to relax.
And why shouldn’t I relax? I have no guilt for doing it. Allowances must be made for the monthly monster. My schedule can change, I can eat chocolate, I can relax. Anything that will keep me from being depressed or sad or angry. I’m actually really glad I got it yesterday, because that means I’ll be able to focus on studying for finals week, and my face will be clear by the time I (hopefully) have job interviews two weeks from now (my face breaks out once per month, very predictably.)
This next month, I want to exercise for 1/2 hour every day. It shouldn’t be too hard; my mom takes a walk every day, and I can always go with her, and we’re going to get a treadmill so I can start working on my running goal.
May 11 I started, which means it’ll be around June 8 that I’ll get my next one. I’ll keep an exercise log here. I won’t count tomorrow, though, because I won’t have time to walk. I mean, I could find time, but I’d be completely exhausted. Completely. There’s no possible way I could take a walk after I work. Especially since I’m on my period.
I’ll start Sunday, May 13. Okay!