Showing posts with label caught in public with my period. Show all posts
Showing posts with label caught in public with my period. Show all posts

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Dad, I'm On The Red River: Fathers and Menstruation


 As all of us probably know, it's awkward, uncomfortable, and downright scary to talk to your father about periods. However, your dad loves you and wants to help you. He'll probably be happy to help if you need it.

That still doesn't eliminate the awkward-uncomfortable-scary part. Today, I had a tense conversation with my father so that I could write a post on this. And guess what? It wasn't that bad.

To start, your dad loves you. He wants to help his not-so-little child in any way he can. While he probably finds the topic of menstruation awkward, he'll also probably be okay if you wanted to discuss it. When I first asked my dad to have a chat with me about periods, he was a little put-off at first, but soon into the conversation we both relaxed. I asked him some questions, which he happily answered (thank you, Papa!), and supplied most of the content of this post.

So, why is this such a horrible topic? What makes talking to your dad about it so embarrassing? Well, think about this. When our fathers were growing up, things like menstruation, sex, pregnancy - all those things were taboo. Menstruation was a woman thing. It was intimate and private. Talking about it was a BIG no-no. In this day and age we're slowly becoming more open and recognizing it as a human thing instead of a female thing, but it still carries over into our dads, who grew up looking at it as something you didn't talk about.

Another thing to think about is the fact that menstruation means physical maturity. It's a sign that Dad's baby is growing up into a person. He's both sad and proud. It also means that you can officially get pregnant. On top of normal worries, your dad now has to worry about that.

What if you're alone with your dad and you're out of tampons or pads? How should you tell your dad about this? Essentially, your father wants you to be comfortable talking to him about anything. Of course, this is rarely the case or else I wouldn't be writing this post.

Here's a personal story. I got my period for the first time in a library at evening. I didn't know that's what it was; I felt a little wet and thought it was just vaginal fluid. I went home and found that my mother had gone out someplace. I then went to the bathroom to find that there was this HUGE, shiny stain in my panties. I freaked out. It was just me and my dad home - what could I do? The obvious choice was to tell my dad that I'd gotten my period so that he could help me. I looked at that choice and said NOPE NOT HAPPENING IN A THOUSAND YEARS. I mean, what would I say to him? I wiped up as best I could with toilet paper and went to bed that night with nothing on at all, feeling wet all night long. Why? Because I was too scared to ask my dad for help.

A few years later, I now know that my dad would have been happy to help me. And I know that yours will too. So, back to the question: What if you need to ask your dad for help? My dad answered the question with this: Be frank. Don't beat around the bush, don't use a bunch of period slang, just tell him outright: "I'm on my period and I need tampons." (I've actually heard of someone telling their dad: "I'm on the Red River and I need more floaties.") Be blunt and tell him exactly what you need.

But wait, what if it's someone else's dad? Awkward! But the same rules apply. If he has a child who has gotten their period, or even just a wife, he'll probably understand. Be polite and state precisely what it is you need from him, else you risk him not understanding your slang, which will make things all the more awkward.

In all situations, your best bet is to be absolutely frank. Leaking? Tell your dad outright and he'll probably do his best to help you clean up, or he'll find a trustworthy woman to help. Leaking and with someone else's dad? He might be able to find a change of clothes from his own child or find his wife to help you.

Finally, my father says to other fathers to be as open as you can. The same applies to us PEs. If you're open with your father this will help strengthen your relationship with him and make situations involving periods a little less uncomfortable.

 
Do you have any dad-related period stories? Share them in the comments!


Many thanks to my beloved Papa for enduring awkward questions and being a great dad.

Sunday, October 26, 2014

The Blood-Red, White, and Blue- a Horror Story

About a month ago, on a sunny September day, my friend Em and I were walking around our town's annual Patriot Fair, attending lectures in an attempt to get extra-credit in our AP US History class.  I don't know why I wasn't prepared for my period to come.  It had been over a month since my last one, and I should have been wearing a panty liner.  But I was rushed that morning and just wanted to get out of the house, so lo and behold I forgot. 
We were listening to a man dressed as Frederick Douglass talk about his life as a slave when I felt the telltale stickiness in my underwear.  The lecture still had about 15 minutes to go, so I shifted my position in the chair, tightened my stomach, and hoped I wouldn't start bleeding again until the lecture was over.  As soon as it was, I tapped Em and said, "Um, do you have any... girl things with you that I can use?  I'm having a slight issue here."
Thankfully for me, she did.  We went to the bathroom and she handed me what had to be the world's smallest, skinniest tampon with the most slippery applicator.  Now, to be fair, Em is about the skinniest person I have ever seen, but the slippery applicator was really not cool.  I managed to get the tampon about halfway in at a weird, slightly uncomfortable angle that I knew wouldn't stop much blood (not that the tampon was going to work well anyway, based on its size), but it would have to do.  I checked my shorts for bloodstains and, seeing none, wrapped toilet paper around my underwear and left.  I'd done the best I could do.
Unfortunately, I still had about 5 more hours there, which is a long time when you're already cramping and now have a tampon poking you.  But I went through the day and the second I got home I went to the bathroom to change into something more useable.  I'd bled through the toilet paper and more onto my underwear, so I checked my shorts again.
I hope I wasn't walking around with that big rusty stain for too long at the fair.  You don't even want to know how many teachers and kids in my class were there.
Moral of the story?  Be prepared.  Sacrifice 5 minutes of your sleep if you have to, but be prepared.

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Caught In Public With Your Period

By Paige

Most of us have been here. Running errands, shopping, out with friends, whenever or where ever you are at the time, something is wrong. Whether you find out by a bloodstain on your jeans or sudden cramps, you're stuck in public, and you're on your period. So here's how to deal with that in my first ever post, Caught In Public With Your Period.

Step One: Avoiding the Problem
If you can avoid this in the first place, that's great. Keep a tampon or pad or whatever supplies you normally use, in a discrete pocket of your purse (if you carry one.) Keep a dollar worth of quarters in your pockets or your wallet. Most public restrooms have a tampon machine, and usually they take quarters. If however, you are not carrying money, proceed to the next step.

Step Two: Asking
If you are with friends, it might not be difficult to ask for a tampon, or a few quarters, but with new acquaintances, it might pose a problem. If alone, strangers are nearly impossible to ask, though it is possible for some people. If you can, just ask. It may seem impossible for some introverts, like me, but it's better to be a little embarrassed than to regret it later. If none of the above can apply, double toilet paper over a few times and use it temporarily until you return home, hopeful with no blood on your jeans/dress/skirt/whatever you were wearing at the time. Which leads to step three. . .

Step Three: Bloodstains
The horror of people around the globe: Bloodstains! Believe me, bloodstains suck, especially if you're in public and can't do anything about it. The best advice I can give is that if you have a sweater or other article of clothing, wrap it around your waist. This may sound weird, but it might just work. If you can pull the look off, great. If not, or if you don't have a sweater, pull your shirt down as far as possible, or strategically hang an over-the-shoulder purse behind you. Unfortunately, not everyone carries a purse, and some people wear crop tops. If this is the case, play it cool until you return home, and hope that this doesn't happen while wearing white.