I told Jamie that the other day. That these estrogen pills don’t affect me much. Third month maybe. No…forth. I should know this. I’m sure I should. Oh well.
What day is this? *counts pills* Okay, day four. Yes, this is day four. No wait, day five. Of month um something.
It’s supposed to help my body do what is should know to do alone. Well the Metformin was supposed too as well. Which I suppose it does. But this is an addition for now. Dam my body is a lazy mother fucker. MORE HORMONES!!!! That’s what everyone needs right? 10 hormone pills a month? Just to you know, add to the three re-balancing hormones/metabolism pills a day. Plus, you know, the regular hormones of being a chick.
Nope, it doesn’t adversely affect me, I told her. No problems. No issues. Nada.
I should really learn more Spanish than I learned on Sesame Street.
Cried this morning at a song. Then another. Then a blog post. Then another. Decided this morning needed more P!nk and no blog reading. Yes. Just working. No tears in working right? Okay maybe I almost cried out of tiredness. But that’s not the pills fault.
Another zit? What am I 14? That was a lie they told us all as teens. The, acne goes away lie. Lame.
Oh I’m hungry. Hmmm, I just ate lunch. I had breakfast too. A snack at 10am. Maybe I need second lunches. Yes, because I’m a hobbit.
Okay fine…there may be a few adverse reactions to these pills. Maybe.
This post is part of Heather’s Just Write.
Scene – my kitchen, 7:41am this morning:
Morgan: Mom, so I was thinking. Son of Neptune comes out tomorrow and sissy and I really want it. Like really, really, really. And I know we only have one Kindle and it’s really yours, but you know I want one and sissy wants one too right? Maybe one of those new ones that are cooler than yours. Not that Edison isn’t cool, but he’s not a touch Kindle and that’d be awesome. Anyway see I want it and sissy wants it. Like really bad and so maybe you could put it on there and we could like all read it together since this week we are mostly with you and not daddy and no one can go ahead even you. So what do you think? I mean I asked sissy and she said it sounded good to her as long as I don’t act mean to her when it’s her turn to read and she’s slower than me and I read ahead and want to turn the page and I said I’d pinky swear her that I won’t act like that. So I did mom, I pinky swear’d sissy. It’s supposed to be a good book mom and well, we need it because we just have to know what happened to Percy. It’d be even better if we could just have all the books now, because I don’t like waiting. But I will do it anyway. So can we? Can we get the book?
Me: *takes a big sip of coffee* So wait, what?
Morgan: *insert heavy sigh* Can. You. Please. Buy. Son of Neptune on the Kindle tomorrow?
Me: Sure. Can you please take your pill and put your shoes actually on your feet?
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