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FYI, I found acupuncture somewhat helpful for lessening menstrual cramps. It was awhile back , for me, though. Let me know if you have Qs.
For me, a tincture of cramp bark generally kills them dead, but I have to take it consistently, and because I can’t actually keep a schedule in my head, one hundred percent of the time I get my period while I’m at work and have zero supplies with me. Not even ibuprofen. (Today I was stuck with a wad of paper towels, not to be gross, but again, I had nothing with me. And I have a desk but the drawers are all full of other people’s stuff; I have zero space to keep things of my own at work, so I can’t even have supplies available. I’d put a kit in my car or something but my car keeps getting broken into and I’d just rather not.)
They’re not that awful, if I can do anything about them, I just– never have anything with me.
Welp, this is turning out to be another one of those posts where I semi-indirectly solicit opinions on my terrible issues from the Internet and then turn down every single suggestion, which is sort of faintly obnoxious of me and not what I meant to do, but I guess it does clarify some things in my mind!
As a consolation prize, I’m now writing an intermediary between-chapters bit where Poe and Rey are fixing up their salvaged escape ship and Rey gets her period, which is fucking terrible because in her starvation existence that at least was one thing she seldom had to worry about. And Poe, it turns out, being an old married dude, is kind of better at dealing with it than her. So that’s the consolation prize of me being a miserable cuss today. :)

FYI, I found acupuncture somewhat helpful for lessening menstrual cramps. It was awhile back , for me, though. Let me know if you have Qs.
For me, a tincture of cramp bark generally kills them dead, but I have to take it consistently, and because I can’t actually keep a schedule in my head, one hundred percent of the time I get my period while I’m at work and have zero supplies with me. Not even ibuprofen. (Today I was stuck with a wad of paper towels, not to be gross, but again, I had nothing with me. And I have a desk but the drawers are all full of other people’s stuff; I have zero space to keep things of my own at work, so I can’t even have supplies available. I’d put a kit in my car or something but my car keeps getting broken into and I’d just rather not.)
They’re not that awful, if I can do anything about them, I just– never have anything with me.
Welp, this is turning out to be another one of those posts where I semi-indirectly solicit opinions on my terrible issues from the Internet and then turn down every single suggestion, which is sort of faintly obnoxious of me and not what I meant to do, but I guess it does clarify some things in my mind!
As a consolation prize, I’m now writing an intermediary between-chapters bit where Poe and Rey are fixing up their salvaged escape ship and Rey gets her period, which is fucking terrible because in her starvation existence that at least was one thing she seldom had to worry about. And Poe, it turns out, being an old married dude, is kind of better at dealing with it than her. So that’s the consolation prize of me being a miserable cuss today. :)
