Omigosh, when "it" comes, I start off as a complete wreck. I get wicked lethargic, and get weak kneed to the point I can't stand. Always the third day of "it". Once this happened in a long block gym class, so I spent an entire hour and a half nearly passing out. Or even better, I just finished camp counseloring at a day camp when I got it. It was the last day of camp, and my campers (fifth grade girls), wanted me to go swimming. Of course I couldn't, but I really didn't want to tell them why. They kept pressing me, until I told them, "I can't go in because of a confidential female matter I prefer not to discuss in public." Lol completely went over their heads.
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