Being a woman on her period in a week of 90+ degrees (with stifling humidity) has not been fun.
The crew decided to beach it up. I was with ten beautiful, smart and crazy young people; we went off to our favorite section of the coast, a local spot. I was on my period feeling Yuck and emotional but decided to take part.
We had Coolers filled with water
and fruity beers. We shared cherries , grapes and chips with dips. Brown people oiled up and laying out. I was dark enough so I shared blanket time under the umbrella.
Okay, the water was just perfect. The only way it could have been more perfect- crystal-clear, tasted like Sangria and sexy men were there to service me. But that is only heard in legends or reality TV.
Tossing the ball, riding the waves, trying to get people to take off their bottoms, getting people wet as they slowly adapted to the cold waters, looking for dolphins, laughing- I guess the beach can be uneventful.
I get out the water dry off and sit on a towel. Ah towel is pink but should be cream! Play that off, go pee and wash bottoms and towel in the sink. All better but I just sit in the sand. I'd rather have pink sand.
More time in the water. Out, hang out and we packed our stuff and ended an awesome beach afternoon.
Nap was needed. I had planned a part two - catching crabs under a bridge. I didn't make it to part two. Headache time-probably I got that from not wearing the CPAP mess.
How hard is it for me to sleep!? Full face mask over me to force oxygen down into my body because I naturally prevent that from happening; I find sleeping that way as exciting as buying gas- Helpful but not cool.
Lower oxygen levels-headache, being in my period-headache, needing to rubb
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