if you don't like PMS rants, don't read

• Hey there folks, happy Friday! My Friday is not so happy. Today is Bloated Friday. Yesterday and today I've had the worst PMS symptoms since last year when I was in the ER doubled over. I spent most of Wednesday night and all day Thursday sleeping in the fetal position, popping Tylenol and waking up to go on ice cream and pancake binges. Not so good for my diet, but yeah my cravings have been balancing themselves out with nausea, so I deal with what I get. I'm still leaving to go on the retreat this afternoon, but I'm just dealing with the pain as much as I can. I may go pick up more ibuprofen on the way home at Walgreens, and see if that helps. I tried to get tonight off but I knew it wasn't going to fly. Last month I took a sick day and it turned into all kinds of confusion with my coworkers, and I didn't need a repeat. Not like I do much here at work anyway, I'll spend the rest of my shift half dozing in my chair with my feet up.
  
• Hopefully by my next blog I'll have a great report from my retreat, and I'll have felt much better. I hope to be more recovered in the next 12 hours or so. I get the feeling that some people think I exaggerate, but every 3-4 months I get my period BAD. I mean "OH MY GOD" kinda bad. Back hurts, I gain like 10-15 lbs, uterus feels like I'm carrying some alien spawn, legs hurt, ankles swell up, and I balance between wanting to throw up and wanting to eat everything in sight. Some lucky ladies only get these symptoms when they're pregnant, I get them now. Imagine if I did get pregnant, I'd have to wear a warning light on my head or something for people around me. I'd do some damage. LOL. Also, my hormones are about as predictable as Lindsey Lohan's love life, so my period comes when it darn well feels like it.
  
• Okay enough period rant. Wish me luck on my little trip. I don't really know anyone there but Sandi, and it's on a lake and I hate being in water but I'm sure I'll have fun anyway. Toodles!