I was wrong on Friday. No period. Yesterday I was sure it would start, but, like a cunning adversary, it alluded capture. I woke up sure that today  HAS to  be the day…..but so far, not so much. I took my last dose of P.rometrium Wednesday night. It never takes this long.

Cut the bullshit, Period. Your friends crampy, bloaty, cranky, bitchy, crying, chocolate-lust, headache, and lazy are here; they’ve been hanging out for a while and show no signs of leaving. Time to join the party and promptly depart with your partners-in-feeling-crappy as quickly as possible.