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azurelunatic) wrote2022-07-25 12:21 am
azurelunatic) wrote2022-07-25 12:21 am
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Stupidest sex-related malady YET
Okay, so. Belovedest and I are in a relationship, and the terms of ours includes sex. I am also surgically postmenopausal. After discussion with my GYN, I am supposed to shove lady cream twice a week, plus swipe it onto any problem areas regularly. If I miss a day, I should double up so I at least get the whole dose in the week. And the best time for me to shove the lady cream is after sex, to promote repair of anything that got overstretched.
I had missed a dose recently, because the ADHD makes it hard. I was also nearly at the end of the tube. I squished the rest of it into the applicator.
I have also acquired enough leg stamina that I can put in actual clockable time on the foot fidgeter, which is cool. I observed last night that I had done two days in a row with more than an hour, so I might be sore.
I woke up this morning with a rectangle of agony in my pelvis, from the top of my hip bone down to the joint, and in between. Grumbling, I took the muscle relaxer and the antispasmodic for my innards, because I couldn't even discern what was hurting. I tried to find a comfortable position. There was not one.
Six hours of Fucking Ow ensued. I couldn't focus on anything for long. Eventually I ate, with the additional barrier that I had trouble identifying food. I grabbed an ice cream bar from the freezer but by the time I sat down with it and opened the package, it had become not-food. Belovedest decided that they didn't want to leave me (and I was going nowhere and didn't have the brain to game), and started playing games remotely.
Another few hours of woe. For the sake of entertainment and ruling things out, I searched up the symptoms of appendicitis. The pain was in the wrong place: too low, and not enough of the other symptoms for me to worry. "If I still had a uterus, I'd almost think this was cramps," I said to myself, and immediately facepalmed.
I had taken lady cream. More than usual. I looked up that and stomped out to the living room to grab some ibuprofen.
In about ten minutes the pain had receded enough that I fell asleep.
I had missed a dose recently, because the ADHD makes it hard. I was also nearly at the end of the tube. I squished the rest of it into the applicator.
I have also acquired enough leg stamina that I can put in actual clockable time on the foot fidgeter, which is cool. I observed last night that I had done two days in a row with more than an hour, so I might be sore.
I woke up this morning with a rectangle of agony in my pelvis, from the top of my hip bone down to the joint, and in between. Grumbling, I took the muscle relaxer and the antispasmodic for my innards, because I couldn't even discern what was hurting. I tried to find a comfortable position. There was not one.
Six hours of Fucking Ow ensued. I couldn't focus on anything for long. Eventually I ate, with the additional barrier that I had trouble identifying food. I grabbed an ice cream bar from the freezer but by the time I sat down with it and opened the package, it had become not-food. Belovedest decided that they didn't want to leave me (and I was going nowhere and didn't have the brain to game), and started playing games remotely.
Another few hours of woe. For the sake of entertainment and ruling things out, I searched up the symptoms of appendicitis. The pain was in the wrong place: too low, and not enough of the other symptoms for me to worry. "If I still had a uterus, I'd almost think this was cramps," I said to myself, and immediately facepalmed.
I had taken lady cream. More than usual. I looked up that and stomped out to the living room to grab some ibuprofen.
In about ten minutes the pain had receded enough that I fell asleep.