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-You go home early from work because you've bled though your pants... AND your trousers.
-You put a plastic trash bag on the car seat... and it's visibly stained by the time you arrive home.
-Even your shirt has blood on it.
-You change maxi pads four times between getting home and going to bed.
-You get up in the night to change the all-night maxi pad.
-You look at the all-night maxi pad you put on after your shower and wonder if it will last the drive to work.
-You put ten quarters in your pocket because you want to have enough for the quarter-a-pad vending machines in the bathroom at work.
And FUCK the cramps. When I woke up at 1:30AM it took some time to get back to sleep, with three Advil and a Tylenol in me and my rice bedwarmers on my belly and back, curled up in a fetal position muttering 'sonofaBITCH, sonofaBITCH...' and at 4:30AM when the alarm went off I needed more Advil. I am getting these woman parts yanked!