You would think that after seventeen years of having a period that I would have an idea when it was coming. Of course, since it was always irregular, I never really had a chance to figure out what signs went with it. I’m starting to learn, though. Like last month, where I figured out that I cry like crazy while it’s going on, I’ve figured out a new little clue about it this month.
The day before it started, I wanted anything and everything that contained a significant amount of carbs. Cookies, chocolate, fruit; you name it; I’ve craved it. I remember feeling the same way last month on the day prior to it starting. Maybe if I can remember these things, then I’ll be able to anticipate the “oncoming storm” that is my period.
I have a theory that the last day of my period, which, if it is anything like the past couple, will be in two days, I will lose my appetite. My appetite will then stay away for at least a week, and my clothes will start dropping off. Then it’ll slowly start coming back.
It’s so awesome to be 28 and finally be figuring out how my body works. By the time I figure it out, it’ll probably change to something completely different.