Just a warning, I’m being my complete self in this LOVELY post. I decided to warn you, though, because I’m even “TALKING” to you like I WOULD if you were actually HERE. If you feel as though you may get sick and/or you’re a guy, you really shouldn’t read this [most likely], and I don’t care if you complain about this entry at all. I wrote this whilst drinking my orange juice; OJ makes me feel SLIGHTLY BETTER, TYVM.
This new birth control pill and I have not been getting along. Either a cyst formed and bursted yesterday, or something else is completely wrong with me in said department. To be honest, I’m pretty scared (even though I most likely shouldn’t be) that something is completely wrong with me.
I’ve spent the past 2 weeks (will be two weeks on Wednesday) trying to figure it out, and a certain visitor has. not. gone. away. On 6birds I blogged about what happened with the first kind of birth control I was put on. – and I even listed out all of the symptoms I was suffering from (which was pretty much the entire freaking list).
I have church today, and it’s 5:48am. Oh, believe me – I’d LOVE to SLEEP. But I can’t lay down without feeling like I’m going to puke all of my guts out. -.-
I have spent all night long feeling so nauseous and dizzy – and picture a pregnant person. A pregnant person having stupid contractions (they hurt like HELL), morning sickness, cravings, etc. – THAT’S what happened last time, and that’s what has happened this time. I’ve also gained weight much quicker than usual (and I stretch and dance and whatnot day and night) AND I AM CRAVING CHOCOLATE.
DO YOU KNOW HOW HORRIBLE IT IS TO HATE CHOCOLATE AND CRAVE CHOCOLATE!? It’s like I have these heightened senses as far as chocolate goes or something… So as I am eating the DISGUSTING TASTING CANDY to appease the STUPID CRAVING, my tongue is all like, “CAN WE PLEASE STOP NOW? I AM GOING TO THROW UP.”
As for the contractions, picture yourself giving birth to a freaking elephant with zero pain killers. No, I have never been in labor before. My mom, friend and doctor told me something along the lines of, “Congratulations! If you can survive that now, labor will be a breeze for you!” WHY THE HELL WOULD ANYONE WANT TO FREAKING SURVIVE THAT!? Last time I had taken Hydrocodone with it: still pain. I had tried Vicodin: still pain. THE PAIN KILLERS WOULDN’T WORK.
- You can’t walk,
- You can’t think,
- Crying won’t help, so what’s the point?,
- Others think you’re crazy because it’s “just a cramp” that will “go away soon”,
- And all you can think is WHY DO BAD THINGS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE?,
- And then you decide that MAYBE I’M NOT GOOD,
- And your last resort is that humans should be like seahorses and let the MALES HAVE THE BABIES,
- Because it would make LIFE MUCH EASIER.
I hope you enjoyed my EMPHASIS. That’s me YELLING and/or RAISING MY VOICE just a tad freaking BIT to get my freaking POINT ACROSS.
- “TOODLES” is freaking sarcasm… ↩