  Ooohhhh.. my.... stomach... hurts.... Its nearly 5am on a Saturday morning.. and I am blogging. No.. I'm not stumbling home, drunk, after a fantastic night of drinking, loud music, and hot boys vying for my attention (though that is my regular routine. No, really). I have urlLink dysmenorrhea . No, that's not some weird form of the runs.
It's a/k/a menstrual cramps. Oh, sorry boys, I can just hear you cringing and groaning. Why'd I have to mention the 'M' word? Well, tough shit. I'm in pain, and you're going to deal with a stupid word. No..
I don't have PMS at all. My cramps get so bad my doctor prescriped Celebrex for me. Celebrex is arthritis medicine. Anyway, my body is lovely enough to consistently start to hurt in the middle of the night. Every fucking month, like clockwork. This generally means I get woken up by stomach pains at 2 or 3 in the morning.
I have to make several trips to the bathroom, take copious amounts of drugs, then sit and hope against hope that the painkillers kick in. I should just smoke some pot or something.. it helps glaucoma patients, why not me? It'd take effect more quickly than my stupid drugs do, anyway. Once I've woken up with cramps, there's no falling back asleep till they go away. If I lie down and try to sleep, all I can do is think about how much my cramps hurt, which ironically makes it hurt more. If I get up and do stuff, I don't focus on the pain so much, and it goes away eventually.
This is what I'm doing now.. hoping that soon, I will forget the pain entirely, and be able to go back to bed, or I will get so tired that I will fall asleep no matter what tricks my stomach pulls on me. I hate cramps! 
