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sleepy; still trying to figure out my period.
2011-01-28 @ 10:25 p.m.
yesterday, debilitating back pain, nausea (mostly in the morning-afternoon), grumpy mood. today, absolutely excruciating cramps. i thought i was going to die, not kidding. almost as painful as my actual IUD insertion, but the waves and pulses of pain were far less frequent. nausea all day, until i smoked in the afternoon. as soon as the weed wore off, nausea again. really tired today as well. i stayed in bed until 1. i was surprised, too. so much happened. i have to remember to write about it tomorrow. i'm going to bed early tonight. i came downstairs from snuggling in his armpit to write this and eat a couple cookies. i just needed something sweet, since i barely ate anything today. i didn't do anything today either except wake up, go with him to pick his car up, and come back and roll around in pain. he's a good boy; he has an excellent grasp on the difference between "ouch, i'm a little crampy, but your huge cock might help," and "ouch, i'm about 5 seconds away from asking you to rush me to the hospital. thanks for not trying to have sex with me right now." he's just been really nice and sweet to me and genuinely worried if i'm okay or not. i think a lot of the super niceness also came from what happened the other night. i'll elaborate later. i can feel that i'm rambling now. |