Feminine stuff coming… beware 😛
When we are little, wetting the bed is a common thing. It is even acceptable and expected up to a certain age. Eventually, though, without any definite limitation, we reach an age where bed-wetting is just not a thing anymore. We have grown out of it, just as we were expected to do. I feel as though getting blood on one’s underwear is a similar situation. When we are young teenagers, it is all too common (and expected) for use to have leaks and errors of judgement that lead to menstruation making its mark on a pair of underwear or dozen, and maybe even a few pairs of pants and/or skirts and shorts. However, at some point in time, at an undefined age, we grow out of such a thing. We are accustomed enough to the circumstances of menstruation, that we no longer have this think called leaking onto our underwear. We grow up.
And yet, here I am, a good decade past that approximate age, washing out blood-spotted undies. And it isn’t even that it was the sudden start of my period unexpectedly, and so I was unprepared. I already wear pantyliners for regular discharge, – we all have it, and I truly don’t understand how women manage to be comfortable every day with it rubbing around and into their underwear all day long – and so am, in a way, always prepared for the start of my period. The thing is, I actually forget about my period while I am on it.
Now, I am truly grateful that I have such a comfortable period that I am even able to forget that I have it while I have it. It just has me suddenly realize that my pantyliner in full of blood, and, ‘Oh, goodness, when did I put that last tampon in?’ Really, the only concern is getting blood all over the place (not that that’s great or anything, but still…), so that isn’t half bad in the long run. I just all too often get blood all over the place on my undies. In a way, I suppose I’m used to it, because I forget so often (at least, I used to forget really often, and it has slowed down some now, but it still happens regularly). I even have (or had until this past year) certain underwear that I wear on certain days of menstruation, because they are older, and they can handle a date with blood (as opposed to my newer and/or nicer underwear). They are usually the only ones that are getting close to being thrown out, but are holding up enough physically to be used still.
I think I’ve only had one or two , possibly three occasions a year, really, in which I’ve had to clean out blood from underwear these past couple/few years. So, I’ve definitely improved from how often I had to do it before then (every month, multiple times a period). That still doesn’t change the part where I’d kind of hoped, thought, expected to be past this altogether. Maybe once or twice in a decade, as part of an extreme accident of some sort. But not so regularly that I still typically wear my period underwear on those certain strong flow days every time. Meh… whatevs. It is what it is. Here’s to being good at cleaning underwear!