Yup, I’m going to break all boundaries of common decency and complain about my periods. If you get icky feelings, then this is your warning to look away now.
Still with me? Stomach of steel! I have the implanon implant thing – it’s a bit of plastic popped under my skin that protects me for three years so I can’t fall pregnant. I’ve been on and off contraceptives of some sort or another since I was about fourteen and got put onto a combined pill called Dianette for my acne. Twas wonderful, I loved that pill but when I started getting migraines I wasn’t allowed to take it any more. I tried single hormone pills, but they didn’t work so I had the coil fitted. Massive mistake that meant I ended up having to take more pills to try to alleviate the crushing period pains.
I had that taken out last summer, and an implant fitted. Seemed to be doing fine, until this last period which was late and heavy and looooong. I hate these things. It ended – time to celebrate! It’s only been about four days, and suddenly I’m bleeding again with full-on other symptoms – acne around my jaw and chin, depressed and stressed (could be end of term blues), feeling fidgety and out of sorts which really sucks because it hurts my relationship with Hairy.
I’m not sure if it’s worth bothering the doctors with – they’re busy and I honestly don’t have any faith in GP’s. I’ve had headaches and trouble sleeping since I was young, and there has never been a diagnosis or any way of fixing it.
So I’ve done my share of over-sharing for the day. I’m ignoring the fact that I have to submit a project proposal by this afternoon and instead I’m going to be a lovely little house-wife and tidy up.