It was seventh grade and my parents were in Japan so my grandparents were watching me and my brother and sister. I went to school like it was any other day. At lunch time, a classmate made me aware of the fact that AF had come (this was not her first appearance, just early on in her career) and was coating the backside of my khaki uniform pants. She only mentioned it AFTER I had walked all they way to the back of the lunchroom to sit down. After putting on a show for the entire school, I had to call my grandfather and explain over the phone what had happened so that someone could come get me.
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I'm giving a presentation today to 4th graders on the dangers of loud sounds and how we must protect our ears and our hearing. In the middle of the presentation, I realize something is going on down below. I have to leave the presentation and ask the school nurse to use the staff restroom and need to get supplies from her. As this is an elementary school, she doesn't have said supplies for the students but has to ask another staff member who has to ask someone else and so on until the appropriate accouterments could be located. The fantastic part of this all is that I have to go back next week to the same school to talk to the third graders.
I really thought I'd outgrew AF embarrassment...guess not!!!
I really hope this type of shit happens to other people and not just to me. But I guess I bring it on myself.
I put off purchasing monthly sanitary supplies on the off chance that I will not need them for the next 9 months. Then I find that at the last possible second I must dig to the bottom of my purse in a public restroom to find the last remaining tampon with a half torn wrapper to use and hope like hell that I can make it by on that one because I won't be home/back to the office/able to make it to the store to buy more before I need another.
Side note: I think Sunday evening's "problem" was a result of Saturday evening's gumbo (In case she reads this, thanks Jessica for the
Second side note: Other people's notes about how they get antibiotics and pain killers for their upcoming HSGs are starting to freak me out. I've been offered no such advise/accomodations from Doc and am starting to get a little panicky.