When I eventually put my mind to it and sat down to think, it struck me that having had my leg explode in pain as acute as a fireball of napalm wasn’t going to be good news for my cycling addiction. 539 more words
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we should be drinking caesars and celebrating my menstruation graduation this month, but february’s pseudo-period put an end to all that. apparently, any type of monthly “event”, as weird or brief as it may be, is still counted, and therefore, i cannot party like it’s 1999 until it’s been 12 consecutive months without one. 249 more words
Ah, Prolapse. Should you have bumped into me down the pub, anytime over the last twenty years, there’s a good chance I’ll have manoeuvred you into a corner, then ranted at length on how this Leicester sextet are quite possibly the greatest band that ever was. 1,664 more words
Daughters turn to mothers for advice and insight on life’s most sensitive issues. But mom most likely never warned them about pelvic floor disorders.
Women live their lives doing what mom told them to do, but one day they notice their uterus isn’t where it’s supposed to be. 412 more words