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Whingeing
I hate hot flashes.
I hate getting suddenly hit with stabbity cramps when at the checkout counter at the store and thus being socially required to not double over and yelp or moan or otherwise express FUCK THAT HURTS.
I hate migraines, but at least that's better than it was last night, I'm just getting sketchy bits of hinting that it could come back if I move my head too quickly.
Also, if I could figure out what caused the sharp stabbing pain in my left shoulderblade that felt like it went completely through me and came out the other side, that would be nice, so I could hate that too.
I hate getting suddenly hit with stabbity cramps when at the checkout counter at the store and thus being socially required to not double over and yelp or moan or otherwise express FUCK THAT HURTS.
I hate migraines, but at least that's better than it was last night, I'm just getting sketchy bits of hinting that it could come back if I move my head too quickly.
Also, if I could figure out what caused the sharp stabbing pain in my left shoulderblade that felt like it went completely through me and came out the other side, that would be nice, so I could hate that too.