tampon tampo

I know it's been a while since my last blog.

Yes, yes. So, I'm going to do a Simon Cowell:


"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."


Believe me, rather difficult to find an interesting pic of Simon Cowell, aside from his "man boobs" picture in 2006. He looks the same in all his pictures!


Enough about him.


I woke up feeling rather uncomfortable. This morning is the third(?) day of my period. I've always been a rather sound sleeper. I rarely budge anymore than an inch or two as soon as I get knocked out and head for La La land. It's the same even when I have my period. Then again, early in the morning when eggs feel like dying on me some more, you get that feeling that's something's not right.


I give a frantic look to my side and there it is:


Spots of my womanhood on my otherwise immaculately clean bed--rumpled sheets aside (to quote romance novels).


So much for having any of those advertised Overnight Longs. I'd be better off using adult diapers (believe me, after seeing my grandmother's "thins" supply--which she refuses to use--I'm beginning to wonder).

"Why, oh why, oh whyyyy can't I find Tampax® Pearl or even o.b.® tampons and just have a panty liner as a backup?"

It's a pain to try finding a tampon anywhere in the Philippines. o.b.® tampons used to be easily available in Watson's and in Mercury Drug stores. Now I can't find them anywhere--tampons, I mean, not the stores, silly.

One reason I've heard time and again as to why it isn't popular here in this mainly Catholic country is that: "You lose your virginity."

Gee... Next thing you know, they'll be saying that you can grow back your hymen.

Oh wait, surgery can do that. But still!!!

OK, it's not like I can't use a regular or über thins pad with wings. It's just the inconvenience of worry about spots of womanhood ruining my otherwise glamorous outfit.

Not only that, but--here comes the crux of the matter--I can't wear a swim suit using a pad! You mean to tell me, I'll go out and tan myself and whoops! I've got wings!

My mom was taking delight at my dilemma and told me to go and color the wings on my pad to match my suit. Egad... That's my mom's evil humor for ya.

I refuse to think that I will not be able to find any tampons. So yes, I'll be heading out today or tomorrow just to go hunting. And yes, it'll be my fourth(?) day, but who cares? I'll be on a mission!