Not-so-secret-women’s-business

You know, incubating four babies, pushing said babies out, feeding the beasts from my own beasts of burden breasts and to this day allowing my body to be used for cuddles and comfort should be enough.

I feel I have paid my dues.

But no. For the last two months I have endured the most annoyingly painful ovulation processes. This month it’s the right, last month it was the left.

Then, THEN, I had dreadful pain when the poor neglected unfertilised (thank whatever God you worship) egg left it’s little home.

AND THEN
I had the worst period pain I’ve ever had since oh, about 1988.

And the pimples. Ugly big red cyst like pimples on my jawline and neck.

WHAT.THE.FUCK.IS.THAT.ALL.ABOUT???