i don't even know where to begin with this response to what everyone is saying here.

maybe she didn't want to write about it because she can't accept it. maybe she didn't write about it for a specific reason you know nothing about.

ah, cheating. ADD meds vs caffeine vs nothing. who died and made you god?

"co-created"... like with susan komen's sister? ahem:

oh, not me. want to strip search me? do it in public. do it in front of everyone so there is NEVER a question about what happened to me

i was just about to quote this exact story, i think it was in the NYT magazine? it really spun my head around.

is that a real oath that educated intellectuals recite?

i believe they are required by law to help the sick/dying person, no matter who they are: stalin, osama bin laden, ted bundy. you take an oath, and this is part of it.

wait till i get whooping cough from some child who wasn't vaccinated—his mother and i are going to have a whole lot to talk about

"just because you mensttuate doesn't mean you're healthy and/or fertile."

i henna'ed forever, but it became impossible with crazy long hair. always needed a friend to help me. the color was gorgeous, boosting my own natural red. which has since turned brown, so now i use clairol.

i am aware of this, that not everyone gets the pain/frustration that i get. i can also tell you that i know one person, one, who's never had a period inconvenience her.

i commented about this as well, before i saw your comment. those parents who made her pay are wretched, wretched people.

can't use OBs (and i'm in that certain age...) my really small hands mean i have short fingers, and can never get them in high enough. ugh.

the girl in the hot tub? whose boyfriend's rich friends' family made her mom pay to clean the hot tub? that's disgusting. (not the bleeding in the hot tub, but making a teen feel that about about a period accident. honestly, there is a special place in hell for those people.)

i'll start by saying that i'm 46, in perimenopause-hell, and still menstruating like clockwork. joy.

don't know why... because the cop looked like he was enjoying himself? (sarcasm)

since my freshman year of college, which was 1983. you do the math. all the docs i've spoken to say it's perfectly safe (i've yet to find a physician who says otherwise) and am terrified to go off. i'd like to tell you i'd been whoring it up but i'd be lying. that would mean i could actually find men in NYC to spend…

honestly? i'm a pale redhead, all it takes to give me a rash is to look at me funny. in my world, the only wax is on my eyebrows, and i'm lucky if i don't have skin ripped off with that (cold or hot wax, doesn't matter). i have carefully, lovingly, plucked my bikini line, one by one, to purely be seen in a bathing…

pretty sure the two administrators were found guilty of perjury, among other things