Ewwwss….imagine walking around with a cupful of tomato sauce made from non-washable colourings in between your legs….Fancy spilling the whole content right on the boss’s white pants and white golf shoes while doing a presentation? Or right in the middle of a first date, the cup runneth over and there goes the brightest red spot on your virginal white skirt?
Ewwwssss…..puhleez, I had the been having the period aka aunty flo aka haid aka monthly bleeding aka menstruation for as long as I can ermmm…have the O? LOL!
What’s the big deal about it? I should thank God and kiss the ground that at least I can bleed and hence procreate lots of God’s marvellous little creatures.
My ob-gyn (that’s a doktor sakit puan in case you don’t know) had told me in his most manly voice, “Lilian ah, trust me la, you don’t need more kids. You know, women like you usually are not able to get pregnant. You already have three, enough la.”
My reply, “But Dr. Ng, I want to have a baby born in the year of the dragon.”
Dr. Ng, “You don’t have your period that often, so it is harder for you to get pregnant. You should be thankful that you do not have regular periods. Save you a lot of hassles and money (buying pads), don’t you think.”
Anyway, with or without regular 28-days cycle, I proved Dr. Ng wrong. I went on to have 2 more kids. Nyek…
So, back to para one. I think it is pukey to dig out a full cup of uwek, blood!, pour them into the toilet bowl, faint! and wash the cup and stuff it back, shivers. Give me good ‘ole tampons and pads anytime.
It doesn’t matter that I have to pack some whenever I travel and only to have my bored toddler tearing them apart while he was browsing through the luggage. Or get the young kids insisting you to explain what are those cotton wools you are carrying around? Or have the older kids throwing them aside while searching for the contact lense solution.
Hmm…then again, what do I care? My time is running out. Woohoo! Looking forward to menopause. Saves me a LOT of money.