I was 11 whatever year that was. My mom was so "proud" she told my dad who brought me a rose. And then that night we had a salesperson at the house and she told her too!
Post by liverandonions on May 11, 2012 11:56:02 GMT -5
I got mine at Great America, I was 13....It was July 5th, 1993. And, my Dad-the Doctor waited until I was trapped in a moving vehicle to say "So, do you know what it means to get your menstrual period?" I wanted to die.
Coming out of lurkerville to say, my neice, my FAVORITE neice, just got her period today!! You two are periodversary twins! LOL Poor kid, she's 10 1/2, when you're that age the 1/2 makes a HUGE difference in age. LOL
I remember it because my mom called and told every.single.one of her friends and one of them mentioned how cool it was that it was Elvis's birthday and how we will never forget the date. I was so upset she told them, but she was right, I will never forget the date.
I don't remember the date. I remember the grade (7th, so I was 12) I was in and that it took me MONTHS to actually tell my mom.
Samesies!
My mom was SO upset when she found out (and realized that I hadn't told her). How did she find out? By discovering the remnants of my failed attempts at using the super sized tampons I stole from her.
She came to my summer school class, pulled me out and broke down sobbing in the bathroom while trying to talk me through using a tampon. I'd never seen my mom cry before that day. It was highly traumatic.
I got mine at the end of 6th grade, a few days after I broke my ankle and right as school was letting out. It was nighttime and I had to wake my mom up since she was already sleeping.
I remember begging her not to tell my dad, even though I'm sure she did.
Then, the next day, I remember saying, "OMG, there's so much blood! Am I going to die?!?"
Post by firedancer49 on May 11, 2012 12:52:33 GMT -5
I couldn't tell you what year or how old I was, just sometime in middle school I would assume. All I remember was I had to play a basketball game that afternoon and I was so embarrassed.
Post by cheesierthanchedda on May 11, 2012 12:56:16 GMT -5
Also, it was a good thing Mom found out when she did. At the start of the new school year I ended up having to call her and have her pick me up from school because I was wearing white shorts and, uh, yeah. That was when I found out that soaking through a super sized tampon (yeah, I did eventually figure out how to use them) in 15 minutes was NOT normal. I was put on BCP immediately.
Post by CheshireGrin on May 11, 2012 13:02:06 GMT -5
I have no idea when I got my first period. I remember that I had this like once-a-year spotting for a while in like 5th and 6th grade before I actually got a real period. And I think that started on Christmas.
Supposedly early menarche puts you more at risk for certain reproductive cancers. I remember reading that at some point.
I have no idea how old I was. All I remember is that my Girl Scout troop went to some medical building and some nurse talked to us and gave us little booklets. I somehow got it in my head that "shedding the lining of your ute" wouldn't be blood. I thought it'd be something like a piece of saran wrap. I spent the next year freaking the fuck out every single time I went to the bathroom. So when I finally got it, I was like "That's it? Thank god." I was a really weird kid.