Cramps are the absolute bane of my existence as a woman. Well, cramps and shaving. But mostly cramps.
This essentially summarizes my monthly conversation with my ovaries. At some point I also usually threaten to dig them out with a rusty spoon. Hence my weapon there.
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Artwork & anthro Ren © Renée Atkinson 2005.
Pencil on printer paper. Tint added in Corel. 
Comments
soufex Says:
oh hell yes.
Rin Seta Says:
PSYCHOLUGIA Says:
Exactly.
Brite Says:
I'm going through exactly that at the moment. Except I don't have any rusty spoons to dig 'em out with.
Red wolfen Says:
yup im going through that to. and i want them to DIE
beckyg Says:
Word.
Mizzy Says:
Go on the needle, depoprovera. There are a few side effects which happen in less than one percent of women. But after awhile, boom! No more periods. I love this stuff.
Mizzy Says:
Go on the needle, depoprovera. There are a few side effects which happen in less than one percent of women. But after awhile, boom! No more periods. I love this stuff.
Der Sensenmann Says:
I remember the first time I went through that,
which wasn't to long ago. I cried all day. I'm
getting more used to it, though.
Thanks for sharing the love, even though it
hurts.
Awesome drawing, by-the-way.
unsugarcoated Says:
I feel your pain. Quite literally. At this moment. ...I want some chocolate...