THE AFFLICTED

First a confession: I am having impure thoughts about the Fr e e C r e d i t R e p o r t (dot) c o m guy (spaces added because I don’t want that linking back to me in anyway – they are a bit of a scam.) But the guy who sings the new little jingles in their commercials? Kind of dreamy. In a young, geeky kind of way. He’s got to be about 20 years old, which makes me feel a bit lecherous. Here is the commercial, if you’ve never seen it.

I am going to catch so much crap from Kev for that.

I had every intention of going to the gym today, but let’s just say fate conspired against me. There is no way I’d have been able to go today in this condition. Ugh. My only consolation is that I start back on my old wonderful birth control pills very soon, and I will NEVER have to go through this hell again. I hope. I understand why it was necessary to put me on new pills last spring – my blood pressure was scary high, and I was at serious risk of stroke, and putting me on an an all progestin pill solved all problems. But now everything is under control, and I can go back to my old pills – meaning I will get a light, significantly less severe affliction* once every 3 months, instead of this hell I’m currently trapped in every month..AT RANDOM WITHOUT PREDICTABILITY. HOLY CHRIST, THIS IS WORSE THAN BEFORE I WAS ON THE PILL AT ALL!!!! Trust me, no on wanted me at the gym today.

Ugh.

*I realize that there are many women out there who feel that getting monthly period is a “beautiful” experience and a “wonderful affirmation of womanhood.” These woman are fucking insane. You should stay far far away from them. Of course, my opinion my be a bit biased right now as I am HEMORRHAGING AND IN PAIN. But I’m pretty sure I’m not far off.

GAH!

I need more hot chocolate.

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