&#034Women never have young minds. They are born three thousand years old.&#034 -Shelagh Delaney

We say that when something hurts us, it smarts, and right now I must be wise beyond my years. <Wince> I hate being female sometimes. Today&#039s gripe is actually a continuation from the suffering I was going through yesterday. See, I never really paid attention to that whole addage &#034You shouldn&#039t do heavy exercise the first day of your period,&#034 though for the life of me I can&#039t remember where I heard it first. Regardless, I went on a walk with Lushbaugh at seven, and I was fine until the last three blocks. Suddenly, I couldn&#039t see straight nor could I so much as walk straght because I had become very dizzy very quickly. I managed to make it home without stumbling though, and once here, I just fell on the bed, still dizzy. In fact, I was dizzy for a good hour after getting home at eight, and I decided that the easiest and wisest course of action would be to sleep it off. It&#039s far easier to sleep when the room&#039s not spinning, but I managed all right. I guess part of the problem could be that I hadn&#039t had a big dinner so my blood sugar was low. Another problem is probably due to the fact that most of the women in my family suffer from mild anemia, and I was just having major blood loss to the brain or something. Whatever the case may be, I went to bed at nine and am already getting those little pangs of cramps to come. Good thing I have Mydol (which I&#039ll be taking in about two minutes when I finish this posting once the cat gets off the desk in front of the monitor so I can see what I&#039m typing). I want to work on my sewing project, was going to yesterday, but if I&#039m still miserable later, I doubt that it will happen. I might just end up sleeping some more just to elude the misery. So, here&#039s to an incredibly long day. Yay me. I&#039ll try to avoid posting again until I no longer have the desire to tear things to shreds at the drop of a hat. @#$%^&* Later.

Posted: June 24, 2004 at ten to eight in the morning and what of it?!