I do have an official trend. This is my 3rd month of noting when I get uterine pain between menstrual cycles. And it definitely happens 8 days after I stop the previous cycle. At least I know, now.

The mid-cycle pain (mittelschmerz) hit me on Friday. I took 800mg for the pain, met some friends at the local German restaurant to see a friend play drums for the Lee Vilensky Trio and to wish his girlfriend well – she’s our upstairs neighbor and she’s moving out soon to shack up with her rock star boyfriend. ;)
From there, we jetted off to San Jose to see our friends 187CALM play.

At the nightclub, I got some juice to drink, because I’m no longer drinking booze. I noticed mid-way through the show that the pain was getting pretty bad, and it was moving into my bladder region. Of course, I forgot to bring my medicine. I began to wonder if the orange juice that the bar serves has high fructose corn syrup in it, because that ALWAYS gives me low uterine/bladder pain. By the time I got home, I was declaring I’d be taking Tylenol 3. But I was so tired that I forgot, and I went to bed.

I woke the next day (Saturday) and it hurt to even walk. Every time I moved my left leg forward to walk, my lower left pelvic region shot pains from the front to my anus. I popped 800mg Ibuprofen again and went about my day, wincing from the pain. Whenever I had a moment of privacy, I’d do some pelvic exercise (kinda like slow belly dancing – rolling the hips/pelvis around) and get a little bit of relief.

I dunno, I just refuse to take the Tylenol 3 unless I’m at an 8 on the Mankoski Pain Scale. I’d say that I was at a 5 on Thursday and a 6 on Saturday.

Saturday night, I went dancing. I only drank water with fresh lemon all night. I was fine for much of the night, especially when dancing. As soon as I stopped dancing for the night and we were on our way back to the car, the pelvic pain returned with force. I declared I’d take a Tylenol 3 when I got home, and once again I forgot.

Hey, you could say I’m a masochist or you could say I’m prolonging my life by not further damaging my liver with Tylenol 3. :p

Today I woke up pain-free. This makes me very happy, but it’s also what alerted me to the fact that the past couple of days could have been mittelschmerz. And now I know that’s what it was.

I have one more good week – possibly two – before I’m bedridden again. I’m due on Valentine’s Day weekend.

Gives new meaning to My Bloody Valentine!!!

Good thing my husband and I aren’t fans of celebrating that day, anyway, or else I’d get all bitter and self-pitying at how special plans were once again ruined by this stupid illness.

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