I woke up happy this morning which is a big deal for me. I got on tumblr, stalked a new followers blog and woke up a bit. I got out of bed ready to go get coffee and felt... a flood.
Now I was prepared so I thought I was safe but decided to check everything over anyway. Trying to ignore the pain in my lower tummy as my inner lining sheds itself, I look on my bed to find my favorite wolf blankey with a huge red spot. As I assess the damage all I can think is getting to the bathroom where the peroxide is to take care of the stain. I go to walk away and find I'm STILL bleeding. It has been a few minutes by now, it should've stopped. Nope.
In horror I find that the blood has now bypassed my extra thick, extra long overnight pad entirely and is now seeping out of my underwear and slowly but surely dripping down my leg.
I slowly walk to the bathroom with blood dripping down my ankle, finally get on the toilet to find so much blood on my pad, it's not even red tinted anymore, it's black.
I make myself feel better by telling myself it's the blood of my enemies that I slaughtered in my past life before I took a shower.