My head fell between my knees as I let gravity take over to pump blood back into circulation. A tingling shiver rolled down my spine and an increasing ring echoed throughout my ears. Goosebumps quickly covered my skin while beads of sweat pushed through my hairline. With a weak stare I looked up to the window and said “Jesus, take me now.”
The voices of concerned people bled together as they watched my soul settle into a deep, dark abyss. At that moment, I knew I had fainted.
I lay collapsed in fetus position cradling the pains in my stomach then I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room. Holy hell. Have I been raped? I checked to see if my pants were still on and I was relieved to see that there have been no signs of trauma. I continued to rock back and forth holding my stomach as I waited for the medicine to kick in, but even the strongest drugs from the streets of Brooklyn couldn’t ease the pain in my stomach.
Every month, unfortunate women suffer from the Menstrual Monster. It takes over the lower abdomen with Wolverine claws scratching at every surface like a volatile maniac. It feels as though Billy Blanks is taking double time Tai-Bo jabs on my uterine lining. It makes me wish I was born a dude and I’d rather repeatedly kick myself in the balls with a steel-toe boot.
The cramps were unbearable and my pain tolerance had given up- I surrendered to the Red Dragon and let her wrath swallow me whole. See you next month, jerk.
Well written I must say!
ReplyDeleteI showed it to my sister and she said it was a incredible accurate description!
Seems as if it is a real bloody daemon :P
Yes, the bloody demon has already RSVP'd for the rest of our lives until we are about 40 years old :)
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