“It’s going to be cold and it’ll probably hurt,” the woman standing over me says, clearly aware it’s pointless trying to say anything comforting right now. The truth will suffice. I nod and pull the skin at my abdomen – what I usually do when I’m in a similar position with my waxer.
Except this time I’m not with my super friendly, polite and soft-spoken waxer lady. I’m laying on a hospital bed, pants off and legs spread with an intern doctor standing at the other end holding a pair of forceps. I would have laughed had it not been so bloody painful…
Before I explain how I got onto that hospital bed, let me just explain WHY I ever wanted to try a menstrual cup in the first place.
Basically, they are a huge game changer for periods.
You don’t have to spend $10-$15 every month for 40 odd years on products that aren’t reusable or recyclable and in Australia, aren’t even tax-free (a conversation for another time).
The menstrual cup is an environmentally friendly, safe and reusable cup for menstruation. Basically, it’s a cup that collects your period and you can keep it in for eight hours without any issues. Most female travellers like me RAVE about their menstrual cup and how practical it is not having to buy pads and tampons overseas or having to change in dirty toilets.
I’m dreaming about my future long-term travels so I decide to give it a shot…
How bad could it be?
Top Comments
Now that is one good sister! This story sounds like one that definitely belongs on that untold stories of the ER show! Think I'll stick to other methods myself
Omg! Brutally honest! Good luck for your next attempt 😂🤞