Hormones

Hormones
Originally uploaded by maffiaso.

What can I say about hormones? A woman's body is twisted and complex. 10 days before I start to bleed, my whole body bloats out (worse than it naturally is), my appetite increases, my memory fails me (worse than it usually does), fatigue hits me like a brick, and my whole body at one point or another, becomes achy: joints, muscles, bones, internal organs-you name it, I feel it. I walk around like a zombie for one half of the day and like a shitty bitch for the other.

Yet, a woman's work is never done. Sigh. No matter how tired, cranky and sucky I feel, there are always dishes to be done. Not that I always DO those dishes, but nevertheless, I'm THINKING about them, and the thought of the sink full of grime coupled with the mental image of me getting off my lazy ass to SCRUB them, is always worse than actually DOING it!

I know the men in our lives (hello Leo) will never truly understand what we go through because their hormones are one big month long straight line. And because to say to a man, "you will never be able to understand how painful childbirth is," is still more comprehensible to them than saying "you'll never understand what my menstrual cycle puts me through." Because for a guy to picture childbirth, he can just remember his last std exam and times it by a hundred. Or he can remember that video he watched in 10th grade biology, of the 1980's clad woman with her hair done and her makeup on, moaning "aaah, aaah" and he can say, "yeah. That must suck." But a man can never look at a video of the inside of a woman pmsing or imagine his hormones going in any other direction than horizontal.

So we'll just keep suffering through it, and they'll just keep underestimating it, and we will hope that in the afterlife at least, God will give them a little tast of our medicine first hand, because they definitely get a taste of it second hand here on earth!