Last night I dreamed I was having a baby. A very long, drawn-out, agonizing dream. I should have known what was coming when I woke up and there was no baby, but I'm not always with it in the morning.
Yep. The pain's back. Not bad enough to require medication just yet, but I did have to cart the heating pad around with me today. I'm a week and a half into month two of the Mircette.
I'm gonna tell myself I'm still adapting to the pill for now. If the pain doesn't subside within the next month or so, however, I'm going to try a month without wheat.
There. I said it. And I will now retreat to my corner to tremble, whine, and hope that that dark day doesn't come.
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