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‘Love Getting Stained’: A Girl With Polycystic Ovarian Disease (PCOD)

Love getting drained
And love getting stained
When I was in seventh grade my mensural cycle suddenly stops,
And all my hope of being a complete woman just flops.
I was worried as I was gaining weight,
Postponing my check up for a bit late.
The intense tension and stress were upon my shoulders,
Yet I was still a holder.
I went to a doctor she permit me for an ultrasound,
But with my fear, I was bound.
My first ultrasound undergoes and the reports were yet to come,
My veins started getting numb.
Sweating, irritated and worried,
And my hopes were all buried.
Reports said, “Small follicles in the abdomen, forming a cyst in the lower body.”
And my eyes went all groggy.
New words, new forms and all things new to me,
As I didn’t even know what my reports were saying to me.

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Innocent as a lamb would be,
But these heavy words were saying PCOD to me.
Its heaviness upon me like a huge Swan upon Leda (reference the Leda and the Swan)
Finding my way to the purest Amida.
The thrust was so huge so giant that is it there till now,
But to fly with my dreams it allows.
At the tender age, I got my mensural world, it says in 5th grade,
I would not say it’s unfair, but a God’s blessing is made.
Pins and needle everywhere,
But blood was nowhere.
A child cry when the injection is injected into his body,
I was all quiet, as I was all so slothy.
Six injection in one month was so normal  to me,
Six pills in a day every month was so normal to me.
But one fine day,
I soaked in blood that night,
Was feeling blessed each month when my clothes squeeze like a tomato and I feel all so bright.
For you, it might turn strange,
But for me, it is a blessing in pain.
A sweet piece of advice by not being feminist,
Do not ever neglect your body, your menstrual irregular cycle,
Love when you bleed in your cycle.
Don’t abuse when you are having it,
The one who doesn’t have it is the one who longed for it.
Stay stronger and love yourself as a woman,
As squeezing a tomato is a blessing in disguise even for a lamen.
Love getting drained,
And love getting stained.

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