Being Followed - Part 2

I woke up from a nap and put my right hand underneath Cloe's body. I wanted to get rid of the pain my body was feeling so I thought maybe something heavy, like Cloe, could steer the pain away for the moment. But her pounds failed me.

This is the second day of menstrual pain. I usually only experience one day of it. I have a migraine too. I'm loaded up on prescribed menstrual medicine. The menstrual pain has been traveling with me nonstop.

Earlier I ordered a McDonald's run from my neighbor friend, Nathaniel. "2 mcdoubles, 2 small fries, and 1 small sprite please." All on the dollar menu. My body craved meat for the low-ironed body. I left only a small fry. The food didn't help. Now I have to take a dump. The pain went to the bathroom with me.

The imitrex took in and I took a nap. I woke up later with the migraine gone, but the menstrual pain dreamed with me. I was in a store shopping for a pair of white open-toe shoes. I saw a lot of nice looking shoes, but no white ones. The closest pairs were two-toned. But I knew it was difficult to find a pair of solid white shoes given that the fall season in retail just took off. I analyzed the different unique styles of shoes. There were no price tags on any of them. I wondered how much they cost. The shoe store was next to the very expensive huge Coach store that I dared not to enter into. I skipped a wallet store too, to search for another shoe store. But then I woke up to Fraidy Cat on my head. I wondered why I would dream such a dream like that. I'm not in the market for shoes, I hate shopping, and I valved not to buy any clothes or shoes this 2009 year. I've been successful so far.

Stinky was by my side too. I guess they were all waiting for their Mommy to feed them as all three napped along with me. Mommy Cat doesn't feel good yet.

I've been having unusual periods-longer, heavier, and painful- since the Buenos Aires' sidewalk fall and the ladder fall. I got checked out by my doctor and she said that my unusual periods and the 2 falls were not linked together. It just happened by consequence at the same time. It can be corrected by surgery, but I didn't want to be operated on. I decided to pain it out with prescription medication and monitor it. Scraping and more, plus not able to drive home wasn't appealing to me.

The pain followed me to the shower. And then lingered with me to the kitchen to feed the cats. Now I'm trying to write the pain away. It isn't working yet.