WELCOME TO OUR NEW BLOG SERIES HEAVY FLOW!
IN THE UPCOMING WEEKS WE WILL BE SHARING OUR READERS SUBMISSIONS ON HEAVY PERIODS. OUR AIM IS HIGHLIGHT THE EXPERIENCES AND SITUATIONS OF THOSE WHO HAVE HEAVY FLOWS (MENORRHAGIA)
THIS WEEK Adanna shares her story, which spans over two very different Islands and how A 3am internet search led to a Eureka moment in her battle with heavy periods.
Carrie, Cutlass and I
It’s a man’s world!! This was my firm belief when I got my first period. I had read all the American books that made me believe it would be an experience with butterflies hatching and harp playing in the background on a sunny day with birds tweeting when I “came of age”. I had all the discussions with friends about periods who are elite women now. I thought I was ready. I was excited until it happened. I was on my way home from school feeling weak and tired with a very uncomfortable pelvic area. I arrived home to see my knickers were blood soaked. I was excited because I was the last of my friends to have my first period.
I tried to wash the knickers then fell asleep only to be awakened by my dad who had the cutlass out wanting to know who or what had been slaughtered on the white tiles; where all the blood in the bathroom came from and why I was blood soaked. The bathroom looked like a scene from Carrie. When I got off the bed and with shame pointed at my mother’s pack of pads with a knowing “Oh hor!” My dad proceeded to explain the birds and the bees island style. Thus; was my entry to womanhood.
I had to get innovative with my management as mine was not the normal periods.Oh no they ruled my life. It was the black towel on the bed. Black knickers, two extra-long sanitary towels to give me maximum coverage. I dreaded my periods. I had many occasions where I felt the warm stream of blood down my leg at assembly time. I often had the pleasure of walking like John Wayne, with the old school thick pads doubled up – you used what you had on the island. I had to cancel social events as I know, I ran the risk of leaking, or just being too exhausted to be sociable.
The Big Move and it’s Payback.
When I moved to England it was the tampon and double pad combo. In my working years I would have a change of clothes. I remember vividly sitting in a meeting and feeling the “woosh” and having blood splashed up my back. Coming to the UK meant that my periods rebelled at my audacity to leave island life. It began a campaign to destroy me, literally. I had 2 periods in a month. Clots so big they needed contractions to come out. I had times where I would bleed until I got medication to stop.
This was insufferable, especially for an 18-year-old with no parental supervision who had just discovered boys!! I got fobbed off by the G.P, until I ended up in A&E when I had a “woosh” at work and someone said that is not normal.
I was diagnosed with (menorrhagia) and some validation that this is an actual thing that required specialist treatment. I was prodded, poked, scoped and scraped by many a specialist and given so much tablets to take that I rattled! These worked, but my periods began to play hide and seek for a few years and just pop up unannounced and uninvited.
No Tampons allowed
This continued into my late 20’s until I decided to exercise a bit more and to stop using tampons. Did I mention I was a geek and would often venture into the lesser crossed paths of the internet and get lost in rabbit holes that do not lead to Wonderland.
I became tired of the periods ruling my life and popping pills that had minimal benefit and unpleasant life-long side effects (hello reflux I am talking to you). So I had decided that I was on the fast track to cancer with tampons.
I have no empirical evidence to support this so quote me at your peril. However; I noticed that the flow reduced significantly without them so I continued. The triple pad, toilet paper roll up, combo was emotional some days, especially when it got caught in my pubic hair. I only came to waxing last month don’t judge me!! I also saw a reduction in blood flow when I lost weight it might be related it might not.
Eureka! Hello Mooncup
My periods were transformed into normality when I began to use a Mooncup (other cups are available, but I only have used this one). Now discovering this gem occurred on one of my “I am going to cure myself” 3 am internet searches. This was after I got bored with researching how tall Jesus was.
I decided I am going to try it as I had nothing to lose but my dignity. This friends; is not for the faint hearted. However; it has saved me money and given me my life back. So I got the thing which the sizing process alone was stressful. Because according to Mooncup your vaginal cavity is automatically and anatomically bigger after age 30 and no children. I will leave this here, as I know there are many theories and mathematical equations that could support this view however; it’s a lie from the pit of hell!!! Anyway, I got one, brought it home and I give thanks to everything that is great and good and helps with decision making because I chose the period week when I was on annual leave to get acquainted.
This cup has a stalk that you can cut off entirely but then you must use superpowers to remove it and not spill blood from the cup. If you can do this, you are Houdini reincarnated and we must meet immediately. I will leave it to your curious minds to research the joys of Mooncup insertion and removal. My top tip for use outside the home is keep and empty water bottle in your drawer at work to rinse it in the toilet and disabled toilets are your safe space as you need to room to manoeuvre especially if your bum is so big has its own orbit like mine.
A Five Year Reflection
Now no more “wooshing” on average 5-7-day regular monthly periods. I have been using them for the past 5 years I believe. I still use a pad, but my John Wayne days are over!!! I still get extremely tired leading up to and on the first 2 days, but I can leave my house without fear and anxiety. That being said I am yet to wear white in period week. However; I love an animal print and being a woman every day of the month, hear me roar!!!
Thank You for reading… have you either experienced heavy flows? Please let us know in the comment section below!
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Charmaine’s account on her Heavy Flow