Okay, I had really planned not to rant on this, but... dammit!

[zhie]

Behind the cut 'cause it's a girl rant.. that means you boys who read this might go 'ew, cooties' or something of that nature..

but, you'll still prolly read it anyhows...



I am tired of my breasts itching every other fucking day.

Let me back up slightly. The last time I worked with two womens who were preggers, I had to avoid them muchly and people tend to think I have this anti-baby thing going on.

No, I have an anti-having to always fucking scratch my boobs in public thing going on.

I have this strange thing that apparently isn't entirely strange just rare and still, ggarahrhalkjfd... where if I am around other women who are pregnant for a significant amount of time, firstly, my breasts itch, and secondly, lactation has been known to occur. Now, I've never had kiddles before, I've never been preggers before, and yet, it's like my hormones are going 'babies! someone's having a baby! let's go make milk! woo!'

*glares down at chest*

During the three weeks that the two coworkers were not here, I had no problems. But now, sonuvabitch... I want to send them both back on vacation again.

I would have had a decent rest of the week, too, but one of them stopped in yesterday and was here for a bit. Grr. Arg. I mean, they're both lovely people, and wonderful to be around, but I would rather not see them until... well, for a while, at least. I need at least a 48 hour turnaround time to be back to somewhat normal. I need to reschedule them to be here on days I am not. Yes.. yes, that would work...

Okay, still slightly uncomfortable, dammit, but at least I don't feel like slamming a door or kicking a table or something now.

And now back to your regularly scheduled LJ browsing...

Comments

[zhie.livejournal.com]

yup, doc just said it's cause i'm apparently somewhat empathic regarding how people are feeling.. right before my gramma found out she had lung cancer, I was getting these spells of chest pain without explanation; when my mom had knee surgery, when my dad, Mark, and I went up to see the room she was going to be in, I was walking across the room and all the sudden for no apparent reason my knee totally gave out and I skidded across the room and almost hit the wall.. when the doc was going over how everything went with us hours later, I curiosly asked at what point they would have been actually taking the old joint out and putting the new one in, and it coincided with my failed attempt at walking across a room.. stuff like that just happens; he just said it means I'm sorta tuned into things or however, and so, that is how it is.

Now, on the positive side of things.. this means that when/if I ever have kids, breastfeeding shouldn't be a problem..

[nienna-weeper.livejournal.com]

Wow. You're an empath!

I'm speechless!

[kaffeine-kitty.livejournal.com]

That's what I was thinking. Kind of a sympathy pregnancy symptoms thing going on.