Hello my lovely PMDD community. Forgive me for not having written anything new in ages and probably at a very unfortunate time for many as we have all been doing our best to cope not only with the wretched PMDD but also with the total destruction of our world as we knew it. I sincerely hope you are all keeping it together...or if falling apart, loving yourself through it. Who could foresee the shitstorm in which we currently find ourselves?
If you're thinking of getting IUCD (a copper contraceptive device) or soon to be your first time getting it, as someone with an IUCD, I say don't be afraid. We all been there, google for images or even watches videos on how it is inserted. But, watching these makes us, even I, more afraid to get one. The pain is what causes us to step back and re-think a thousand time. Definition of pain differs from one another, some people feel more pain and some people don't. We all experience pain differently.
No, today is not International Menstrual Hygiene Day. Then why am I talking about menstrual hygiene? Because our menstruation cycle doesn't visit us once or twice a year but sticks with us 24-7, like that annoying high school friend. This makes it an essential topic that needs constant attention. From our dietary habits to our stress levels, everything about us affects our cycle, even the things we use for our hygiene down there.
Something is definitely wrong with me, I thought to myself all through what seemed like the longest night ever. My mind was still racing when the sound of the adhan pierced through the window blinds, interrupting my thoughts. As the call to prayer filled the room, I looked to my left to find my husband also awake, staring into nothing. My stomach churned with embarrassment. What had just happened? I had so many questions, all waiting to be answered by whomever I could summon the courage to talk to. Without saying anything, my husband moved closer and placed my head on his chest as if to comfort me and tell me everything would be fine.
So through out my period having life I never had a normal period like ever. I could possibly go a year with only having one or two periods. It would change sometimes but not much. I was told two different things as to why this was. One of them was that I was just not producing enough hormones to have a full blown period. That made sense to me because I know a lot of people who are heavier that don't produce a lot of hormones. I was always heavier my whole life.
We’ve all been there. We all have that one (or several) horrendous tales that we tell our girlfriends over the G&Ts, about our monthly duelings with ‘her downstairs’. An embarrassing accident on the bus, or that one time you wore white and, well... Every woman battles it at some point. And it's a journey you can't wait to start, until it happens. I had one friend at secondary school who managed to stave off having a period till she was 15, and we were all incredibly jealous. And yet, she couldn't wait to get it and be 'part of the gang'. The gang that had to endure P.E lessons in shorts because trackies weren't allowed. Or the excruciating embarrassment of changing in front of your entire year group, only to discover your pad was hanging out like a chavs tits. She couldn't wait for all that? I assured her, she really wasn't missing out, she was one of the lucky ones.
I used Kyleena for about 9 months, and a non hormonal IUD for about 7 years. I opted for my first IUD after I had my second child, and it was implanted two months after his birth. The procedure was uncomfortable, but not painful. Remember however, that eight weeks prior I had just passed a human, so my perception may have been a bit skewed. Big ole human.... Big ole Texan human.... Oh the flashbacks...