Clock resets for ~21 days
This morning I woke and cautiously moved about the house, getting ready for work. I’ve only been spotting today, and I’ve had minor pelvic cramping and low back pain intermittently throughout the day.
My energy has been good all day, and my mood has been stellar compared to the past week. I’ve felt good today.
I am a bit tired but not excessively tired. I wonder if the lack of Tylenol 3 killing my liver has had anything to do with the lessening of fatigue. Maybe tomorrow I’ll be super tired, who knows. I do know that I’m still insanely constipated.
In any case, the first few days after bedridden is always different. Sometimes I feel I could go dancing, other times I feel like I should spend another day in bed.
I have a confession to make, though. I am convinced that this month was so rough for me with pain and heavy bleeding because I’ve been eating my weight in chocolate for the past couple of weeks. :p
It’s that time of year - Hallowe’en - when all the yummy spooky chocolate is being made by our local awesome chocolatier.
I went back through my calendar and realised I’ve been counting from start of period to start of period to predict health for the coming month. That was incorrect because from the starting point of menses to the finish point of menses is anywhere from 3-5 days…sometimes as many as 7 days. So I need to count from the END point of menses to the next starting point of menses for health predictions.
When I went back and did that on the calendar, I saw that just as ovulation is consistent at 8 days into the new cycle, my bedridden time also seems to be consistent - every 21 days with hardly ever a deviation.
So I start the clock. I look out into the depths and squint, cautious and always anticipating the next pain attack could be sooner. And I remember to live my life until the next bedridden time comes for me.
Too bad it’s not every 33 days. Then I could start calling george a cylon. Oh hell why not. George has gone from punk rocker to cylon. Like cylons, the bastard won’t die, and grows back…