Female Trouble - or so goes the intro song for director John Waters' movie "Female Trouble". His reference to female trouble is not the same as mine.
I refer to female trouble as that most lovely time of the month. Oh, sweet menopause or hysterectomy - how I long for your grace.
Buddy is getting out of school at 12:45 today - it's an early dismissal day, then he's off tomorrow for a teacher's conference and then he and the Evil Twin are off on Monday for Columbus day, so we have a nice long weekend.
The only problem is that I am feeling like crap and just hoping that I can muster the energy to get in the shower to go pick up Buddy by 12:45. I know I'd be able to make regular pick up time.
It's only almost 9 am, so I suppose I can sit around and moan and groan for an hour, then get a shower, feed myself and Sissy lunch and be at least among the living to drive the car.
Usually, things at this time are pretty okay. But, every so often, I get an "episode" where the cramps are unreal and I just want to die.
Plus, it rained all day yesterday (we needed it!), but guess who's ankle started hurting last night and is still hurting today? That's right - mine! So, I'm back to hobbling. Which is really amusing when combined with "hunched over with cramps." Okay, not so much, but I know it'd be funny to anyone who witnessed it.
I plan to be upright - hobbling, but upright - when I go pick up my son later on. Thank goodness I'm a right footed driver.
Keep your fingers crossed that I don't go all light headed and pass out in the shower from blood loss. LOL.
I'm going to relax for a bit and try to meditate my way to wellness.