Invasion of the uterine snatchers

Well, it's now 3 weeks past surgery. At the 2 week mark, I was on a plane to do gigs in both Florida and LA. It was busy, I wasn't 100%, but sometimes it's just

So I did. In a big way. Epic trip, saw friends, played for amazing crowds. Spotting but nothing bad. What I had expected, more or less.

However, my actual period started at some point - maybe Monday or so - it was hard to tell since I had been spotting. But a couple of days ago, and since then, I've been starring in my very own slasher film.  I mean, it should not be possible for me to still be alive. Yet, here I am. I've been lightheaded, weak etc. But I crumbled and popped an iron pill before a 30 minute nap this afternoon and am feeling a bit better. Had a steak last night, and my leftover shreds on a salad tonight. 

I've consulted Dr. Google, and it seems all is in order. In fact, I should be doing this. I'm definitely going to have to take it easy. The worst thing is that most complain that sometimes it goes on for 2 weeks or longer. Are you kidding me? Do I need a transfusion? 

It hasn't been painful, or not more than usual. But it has been annoying. Naturally, I can't use a tampon or diva cup, and usually I just double up with a pad and one or the other (diva if I can, since it's eco friendly and safer for me!)  But now, I find that with every breath, I am worried that I've overstepped my wings. So far, nothing too tragic, but wow. Glad those nifty Seventh Generation long pads with wings are doing the trick. Because my vajayjay doesn't need bleach or chemicals, ever. But, it does need a LOT of absorbency these days. 

I'm paranoid that a pack of wild animals will start chasing me down the street - FRESH MEAT!!!  Ah, the overactive imagination of an artist. 

So, we'll see how this goes.