Day 16

I get the worst period pain in the history of the universe. Hyperbole? I think not.
By the time I have taken enough of a concoction of painkillers to effectively numb the pain I am so out of it that for safety's sake, bed is my only viable option. There is a really adorable picture of me curled up in the foetal position in bed snuggling a 5 kilo open tub of nutella dipping a stick of chocolate into it and for most of the day that was all I seemed capable of. Luckily at about 10pm I reached the perfect equilibrium of enough painkillers to have only a regular amount of pain and not enough painkillers to make me fall asleep or fall over, I seized this perfect moment and decided to take some pictures. Take note of my awesome moustache dress, I made it.