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I'm on my death bed.
I've been in bed for about five hours. It all started at 8:30am when I was brushing my hair. I finished everything, my shower, teeth, face and even had my clothing on. But, I brushed my hair and cramps attacked me.
When they attacked I quickly surrender. I couldn't even sleep, when I woke up they came back to fight. I hated my periods. It made me so depressed. But! I didn't throw up this time so
Period 0 Kennedy 1
Ignoring everyone calls today I finally picked up when Michael called.
"Yes?" I asked while pulling the covers over my face.
"We were suppose to have brunch! Where are you?!"
"Really, five hours later and now you're wondering where I am?"
"Don't start with me. Bitch, I've been texting you all day." He said sounding very annoyed which made me sad.
He didn't like me anymore. I sighed.
"You have nothing to say? Exactly."
"I'm dying! I can't fucking read, Michael!!" I yelled while hanging up.
How does he expect me to read when I'm dying? People are so inconsiderate!!
He called back and I declined the call again. I went onto twitter but he kept calling back that I couldn't even scroll on my timeline.
"What?!"
"I didn't know your period came on. Do you need anything?" He asked me.
"Yes. I need water and food. I'm so dehydrated I can't even make it to the kitchen and I only fed Riley because if I die someone has to carry my legacy."
Michael started laughing which only made me sadder. I was so serious.
"Okay, Pooh. I'll bring you something don't die on me."
"I'll try not to."
I sighed as I hung up. Every single time this happens I never take any meds and I always want a heating pad. But I never buy one because I guess this once a month thing isn't worth a $30 heating pad.
I watched the ceiling seeing that I was too out of shape to even touch my remote.
Thinking to myself about how Michael would get in I got out of bed and walked to the door unlocking. After I just sat down on the couch holding my stomach.
"I thought we were cool."
Riley jumped on the couch and laid in my lap. I rubbed his head. He was the only thing keeping me happy right now.
Glancing at my phone it was a little after five. I went to the family groupchat to see if anyone was talking about anything they weren't. Nobody even checked on me. I was literally dying.
