Back at it again with the bad eating habit (or lack thereof)
Soooo good thing about my period this month is it's free cramps this time around. Bad thing is, the urge to hibernate and lack of appetite. And I'm sitting for my finals right now and those definitely are inappropriate as of the moment.
Since it's Ramadhan, it's easy to pass off the lack of eating during the day but not so much after iftar. Roomie is used to this habit by now, knowing my hibernating urge during period is like fighting off waves on a stormy season and you're skinny dipping.
I'm happy for the lack of insane pain of hot poker scrambling my womb like cheese mozzarella that is called cramps though and given any other time, I'd gladly take malnutrition and hibernation in a stride against cramping. Sleep is much better than unwarranted pain anyway, less folding myself like origami and more blissful dreams.
But it makes time flies and I need to study for the papers, so once again I'm eternally grateful for roomie making sure my abnormal sleep is enough to sate the hibernating urge and waking me up. I've never had a more thoughtful roomie for the past years I've had to share a space with, to be honest.
And I'm exceptionally glad that I took Sherlock's words to heart, that future roommates should know the worst about themselves. I did tell her most of my worst habits, including these ones and they do help along the way in our companionship.
She wakes me up always by calling my name, never touching me while I was asleep in any way and I am always grateful for that. She did try, the first few times, but I couldn't remember what reaction I'd made since it was quite some time ago. Last two days, a housemate had asked why is it that I've been seen to sleep a lot, not even going out to buy food for iftar and roomie had answered while I paid little to zero attention.
Till she mentioned that I'd given a bad reaction to her shaking me awake, she's careful to not repeat that and wakes me up by calling me and not touching me. I literally don't remember any of those occasion, and that kinda took me by surprise.
I thought that particular echo has gone away. Apparently not.
I asked what sort of reaction I gave and she said that the moment she touched me, I woke up jolting and gasping, wide eyed and short breath. She didn't try anymore after that.
I hummed in response, too surprised to speak.
Well, there's that, I suppose.
The hibernating and malnutrition will likely be put to stop once I'm home, I guess, since heaven forbids I stay in bed all day and be the useless, waste of space, leeching hobo that I am. There are chores to be done and things to do even if it's just wandering around aimlessly around the house because staying still for more than half a day is irrefutably frowned upon in one's abode. Yeah I get it's unhealthy and all but I'd rather sate the hormones' than having it unleash the cramping Kraken on my poor unsuspecting placenta.
Nonetheless, it shall not do.
I try to eat a heavy meal at least once in two days. Other than that, I survive with mugs of hot chocolate and dry crackers. It's astonishing how much sleep dulls the rest of your senses when taken in overdose, really. I'll try to get through the finals as best as I can, though.
See you guys whenever *waves*
Since it's Ramadhan, it's easy to pass off the lack of eating during the day but not so much after iftar. Roomie is used to this habit by now, knowing my hibernating urge during period is like fighting off waves on a stormy season and you're skinny dipping.
I'm happy for the lack of insane pain of hot poker scrambling my womb like cheese mozzarella that is called cramps though and given any other time, I'd gladly take malnutrition and hibernation in a stride against cramping. Sleep is much better than unwarranted pain anyway, less folding myself like origami and more blissful dreams.
But it makes time flies and I need to study for the papers, so once again I'm eternally grateful for roomie making sure my abnormal sleep is enough to sate the hibernating urge and waking me up. I've never had a more thoughtful roomie for the past years I've had to share a space with, to be honest.
And I'm exceptionally glad that I took Sherlock's words to heart, that future roommates should know the worst about themselves. I did tell her most of my worst habits, including these ones and they do help along the way in our companionship.
She wakes me up always by calling my name, never touching me while I was asleep in any way and I am always grateful for that. She did try, the first few times, but I couldn't remember what reaction I'd made since it was quite some time ago. Last two days, a housemate had asked why is it that I've been seen to sleep a lot, not even going out to buy food for iftar and roomie had answered while I paid little to zero attention.
Till she mentioned that I'd given a bad reaction to her shaking me awake, she's careful to not repeat that and wakes me up by calling me and not touching me. I literally don't remember any of those occasion, and that kinda took me by surprise.
I thought that particular echo has gone away. Apparently not.
I asked what sort of reaction I gave and she said that the moment she touched me, I woke up jolting and gasping, wide eyed and short breath. She didn't try anymore after that.
I hummed in response, too surprised to speak.
Well, there's that, I suppose.
The hibernating and malnutrition will likely be put to stop once I'm home, I guess, since heaven forbids I stay in bed all day and be the useless, waste of space, leeching hobo that I am. There are chores to be done and things to do even if it's just wandering around aimlessly around the house because staying still for more than half a day is irrefutably frowned upon in one's abode. Yeah I get it's unhealthy and all but I'd rather sate the hormones' than having it unleash the cramping Kraken on my poor unsuspecting placenta.
Nonetheless, it shall not do.
I try to eat a heavy meal at least once in two days. Other than that, I survive with mugs of hot chocolate and dry crackers. It's astonishing how much sleep dulls the rest of your senses when taken in overdose, really. I'll try to get through the finals as best as I can, though.
See you guys whenever *waves*
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