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Cold War

0210
"Babe I can't sleep!”

I don’t want to bother him, or wake him while he's sleeping, but there’s no one else.

"Try get some sleep you have work tomorrow,” he replies before slipping back to his happy slumberland.

0225
Second time I wake up to go to the washroom. Nauseated as a pregnant woman, lower abdominal pains, joints, swollen breasts... Could this night get any worse? On the toilet seat, I sit wondering why merely being a woman makes me bleed.

I finish up it's the second change up of the night even a baby sleeps better. Who even knows how it feels like to have a  heavy flow. You have to be "thicker" than everybody elses. Your playmate is longer than the newspaper cover from the local butchery.

0250
These are the nights I dread the most. A hot water bottle to nurse my intestinal muscles. "Sshhhhh baby relax you gonna be okay." I keep telling myself as I rock myself to and fro.

0305
The bed does not feel rossy anymore, the floor will do just fine. My feet now colder than the war in Vietnam. I need a quick remedy. Tomorrow is project day and the Board of Directors will be there. I only have 3 hours to be ready.

0330
The buscopan is halfway into my digestive system. My trust is on it working in no time. Socks on my feet, an extra blanket and a hot cup of coffee. I hope caffeine is good for menstrual cramps, because if it isn't, I'm surely screwed. “Somebody turn the Arabian sun on".

0355
Lying parallel to my bed; every sneeze feels like an explosion. Like a grenade in between my thighs. The endless lamentations: Who told Adam to eat the forbidden fruit? Why can't men have manly moons? Who even invented the first pad? Somebody make me preeeeggggg...

0500
“Each and every Sunday inside Klymaxx Square Ruiru." My alarm goes off...

0510

0515

Yesterday's dinner out my throat down the bowel. Stomach empty, nose blocked, tears in my eyes...

I should call in sick today. But my presentation to the Board! What about my job promotion!

*CALLING WORK*

~Kilaa🌍

Comments

  1. Unknown23 October 2018 at 13:16

    The strenght of a woman

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  2. Unknown23 October 2018 at 13:18

    Dope one

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  3. Unknown23 October 2018 at 13:20

    Aren't women just extraordinary!!!

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  4. Unknown23 October 2018 at 13:33

    The words are just perfectly placed

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  5. Unknown23 October 2018 at 13:36

    Nice piece😉

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  6. Unknown23 October 2018 at 13:49

    wow amazing Im speechless.Youve placed it soo well step by step..proud to be a woman..

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  7. Unknown23 October 2018 at 13:56

    Incredible!!

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  8. Unknown23 October 2018 at 14:00

    Women we are phenomena..
    Awesome

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  9. Unknown23 October 2018 at 14:58

    Real definition of strength of a woman 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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  10. Unknown23 October 2018 at 16:20

    💗

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  11. Unknown23 October 2018 at 16:44

    Nice one

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  12. Unknown23 October 2018 at 16:45

    Lovely piece .

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  13. Unknown23 October 2018 at 16:45

    Wow I like that 💖💖💖

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  14. Unknown23 October 2018 at 16:52

    You know this things

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  15. Unknown23 October 2018 at 17:59

    incredible article,💯

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  16. Unknown23 October 2018 at 19:45

    That's what means to be a woman

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  17. Unknown23 October 2018 at 20:43

    truly Owssaam Bestie..... #strength of a woman.

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  18. Anonymous24 October 2018 at 00:19

    men can't handle that,Bless woman❤

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  19. Unknown14 May 2019 at 16:20

    Relatable

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