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Artificial Woman
Sep. 16th, 2003 05:11 pmI am an artificial woman.
No longer am I governed by the caprice of biology, which has held me in its rythm since I was a child. Artificial hormones govern my tides. Elminating a source of worry, and easing a monthly rite, to be sure. But at times the biology fights back in strange, subtle little ways, and I'm left puzzling how truly odd it is that I, who have never known what day it was or what time it was, now take a pill at the precise same minute every morning from a package marked with the calendar. I know it's 8:00 in the morning, and i know it's Tuesday, and I know it's the 8th day of my cycle, and that's that. I don't know why I'm spotting, though. It's most curious.
I've been thoroughly artificial for a month and a half now and I have to say, I haven't noticed a difference.
So the artificiality rant has most of the steam taken out of it by the fact that as a natural woman, I was never in tune with the process at all, and now I'm far more in touch with it because every morning I see a piece of foil with a number on it, and I can see that I'm in the light blue pills now and will be starting darker blue ones tomorrow. I know what phase I'm in, because the package tells me so. And so I can understand my body's signals better.
Except sometimes, like the spotting today. Who knows... I don't.
No longer am I governed by the caprice of biology, which has held me in its rythm since I was a child. Artificial hormones govern my tides. Elminating a source of worry, and easing a monthly rite, to be sure. But at times the biology fights back in strange, subtle little ways, and I'm left puzzling how truly odd it is that I, who have never known what day it was or what time it was, now take a pill at the precise same minute every morning from a package marked with the calendar. I know it's 8:00 in the morning, and i know it's Tuesday, and I know it's the 8th day of my cycle, and that's that. I don't know why I'm spotting, though. It's most curious.
I've been thoroughly artificial for a month and a half now and I have to say, I haven't noticed a difference.
So the artificiality rant has most of the steam taken out of it by the fact that as a natural woman, I was never in tune with the process at all, and now I'm far more in touch with it because every morning I see a piece of foil with a number on it, and I can see that I'm in the light blue pills now and will be starting darker blue ones tomorrow. I know what phase I'm in, because the package tells me so. And so I can understand my body's signals better.
Except sometimes, like the spotting today. Who knows... I don't.
