The first day is always the worst day. Yesterday's observations of the perhaps most annoying menstruation in my life so far:
This month's period is a bad motherfucker. It's the first time ever that I've stayed home from school because of PMS.
Yesterday, I was an emotional wreck and kept crying my eyes out over silly things like cute Arabic exercises with horses called Saqr, or the bottomless evil of how the new trains are divided into classes, so that a whole compartment is completely empty, while people are standing, packed like herrings, in the rest of the train, because the conductors chase you out and try to charge you thirty crowns extra for going into the business class compartment.
Today, I'm a wreck physically. I woke up feeling pretty normal, but as soon as I had gotten up, my ovaries started hurting like hell. Gradually, this pain spread over the rest of my body, and I tried to call the aspirin tablets, to help. If they did have some kind of effect, then I would probably be writhing on the floor right now if I hadn't taken any aspirin, because I didn't notice any change for the better.
All my joints feel kind of rusty, and I can almost hear them screech when I try to move. My knees and hip joints are the worst part, which makes it difficult to walk. My throat feels sore. I have absolutely no strength anywhere, and even typing feels pretty exhausting right now. My legs feel kind of stuffed, and it might be better if I'd lift them up. Luckily, my head doesn't hurt very badly (yet?!), but it feels like someone has pumped some extra fluid in there, which is putting quite uncomfortable pressure on my brain. Every other minute, a slow pulse of dark, turbid pain starts from somewhere around my vaginal tract and spreads out into my ovaries, where it reaches its climax, after which it continues from there into the rest of my body, and eventually dissolves.
Besides that, I'm terribly sensitive to all kinds of smells. In this rural town where I live, it quite often smells like shit from the fields, or like rotting corpses from the slaughterhouse (which has the capacity to kill 42 cows an hour). Today, it seems to be both, or something even worse ...
Well, how good for me that I think I can stay away from the university and study at home instead, without missing too much.
Arhhh ... At least, I hope I can paint something nice tomorrow to compensate for this.
By late afternoon, my pains had calmed down a bit,
and today, I feel quite all right again.
And I did manage to paint some nice things ...