To paraphrase Benjamin Franklin:
Periods are like fish, great at first but after three days they start to smell.
I mean that metaphorically of course.
I have had the coil in for a fortnight now and those two weeks have been one constant period. Not heavy, but a light continuous seepage. It is like some kind of Japanese water torture instrument. Constant and painful.
Rationally I know that this has got to be good news. Presumably I am shifting the abnormal womb lining which is encouraging for November's biopsy which will hopefully show up a womb-lining thinner than Victoria Beckham and fitter than David.
But it is slightly concerning, surely there can't be much left up there? I'm starting to wonder if the coil has tapped into a main artery by mistake.
On balance though, apart from the cramps, I don't feel too bad. Especially considering I am taking a double dose of a progesterone pill as well. There are a lot of hormones racing round my body so technically I have every excuse for a major dose of PMT - in fact I might just go and shout at the husband now, just for the hell of it.
It's medical, he can't touch me for it.