Lady stuff

WARNING GUYS, This may not be a post that you’ll enjoy.

I hate to alienate the dudes who read my blog, but I’ve got lady stuff on the mind.  Of course, it’s because Flo just came to visit… that bitch.  It always comes as a surprise to me because I don’t keep track of it on a calendar or with one of those strings of beads or anything. 

Here’s my problem.  When I came back here from Texas something got lost.  My Diva Cup!!!  Of all things to lose track of?!  For those of you who don’t know what a Diva Cup is, you should.

There are other brands too, all the same concept.  For those of you who have never seen this before, I know what you’re thinking.  “Eeww, gross! You re-use that thing?!”  Yep.  It’s really not gross like you’re thinking.  I had my last Diva for a year before I lost it, and I think that tampons are just as, if not more, disgusting.  I’ve actually been using good ole fashioned tampons for the last 3 months and I HATE IT.  I hate stupid, crappy, last only an hour, toxic shocking tampons.  I finally broke down and ordered a new Diva from Amazon a few days ago.  I’m certain it will arrive the day after Flo leaves.

Why haven’t you heard of this before?  Because you only need one, and it lasts for ten years.  That means it’s probably not worth a big advertising budget.  Seriously, go to the website, to amazon, or anywhere they’re sold and read the feedback.  It might convince you.  I have a friend who has always had lady issues.  As a teen, she would miss school due to cramping and a completely uncontrollable flow.  I think after having kids here issues lessened, but even now she says she has an incredibly heavy flow requiring multiple layers and forms of protection.  She decided to give the Diva a whirl, because really, could it be any worse?  She too, says she will NEVER go back to tampons.  Also, I ran my very first half marathon while on my period and it was awful.  I even used the porta potty right before the race started!  It was disgusting, and uncomfortable, and thank goodness my pants were black.  The last half marathon that I ran with my dad, I ran on my period as well.  But this time I had the Diva Cup.  It felt great through the entire race, and I felt not need to hurry to the porta potty after crossing the finish line.

So, in conclusion… I’m pissed because I should have purchased a new Diva a long time ago, but instead I suffer through another month the old fashioned way.

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