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Dad's training blog, part 2

Day 4:

Ugh, now I know why I was feeling off. Period started today. Didn't want to get out of bed, just wanted to die. Mom said no, kicked me out of bed. "Women since time began have dealt with this. You will do the same. Did you think I stopped caring for you guys when I was on mine? Does the Queen stop working?"

Didn't want to tell her the Queen was menopausal, she was long since over this. Still felt crap.

Dad hasn't returned, said he had more stuff back down in Tel Aviv, think he just ran away to avoid all the estrogen floating around. Grandma said she was enjoying teaching me things like this now, she was afraid I would not get into it. Still don't know why they are being coy about things like this. Talking english around me but then whispering in Hebrew. Hello, I know Hebrew too! (just not as well)

Had to change the pad in the restroom at the store (yuck), not a happy time indeed.

Day 5:

Still hard to wake up and not feel like throwing up, screaming, tearing at my hair...this body of mine...ugh. Mom still has no sympathy, the witch, but she is treating me better. Grandma too, though I think they just love to gossip and talk about things. I heard them drop the word "children" and "bride" but why do they keep whispering? Just say it aloud already! Ugh!

After morning meals and lessons in cooking, took the middle of the day off, felt that I needed to rest. Mom was nice, gave me a heating pack and some period meds, that helped a little. Still felt like a vice was ripping my vag apart. Not a pleasant feeling.

Managed to get a pic in, look like shit.

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Day 6:

A bit better, though still not feeling all that great. Eugenia came by again, she was more understanding but still just shrugged her shoulders and had me get up and exercise with her. Never felt the need to really keep things up like she did, energy level way low for now, but she got me going. Made me ditch the baggy shirt I was wearing but I didn't go for the yoga pants. She just rolled her eyes and made sure that I got in my exercise.

Bitch.

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