Chapter 23 Dysmenorrhea
The next morning, Banxia stayed in bed for a while longer, listening to the crackling sound of rain outside. She grabbed the sheets with both hands and curled up like a shrimp, her face pale and sweat on her forehead.
Because she has dysmenorrhea.
"pain……"
Banxia's menstrual period is in the last week of every month. She doesn't often suffer from dysmenorrhea, but today she was in so much pain that she couldn't get out of bed. It might be because she was caught in a rainstorm when she went to the South Library yesterday and fell into a manhole, soaking in the cold, muddy water for the whole day. The teacher once reminded us not to catch a cold or get caught in the rain during our menstrual period, and now it seems that she was right.
Waves of cramping pain came from her lower abdomen, as if a sharp awl was stirring inside. Banxia lay powerlessly on the bed, her whole body drenched in sweat. This girl had lived alone for so many years, carrying a sword and a bow and arrow, going through wind and rain, and entering and exiting wolves' dens and tigers' lairs as if she were in an empty space. But at this moment, she was as fragile as glass, and the only strength left was enough to curl up her toes.
Banxia felt that she was about to die. Her body had no temperature and no strength. It was like a bag filled with ice water. It was cold, heavy, and limp, and out of the control of her brain.
Why am I a girl?
Why do girls have to have menstrual periods?
It hurts... It hurts so much, someone please help me chop off my lower body, I don’t want it anymore, I don’t want it anymore.
Banxia is struggling with whether or not to take painkillers.
In this era, any medicine is a very precious non-renewable resource. Antibiotics, amoxicillin, ribavirin and other broad-spectrum antibacterial and antiviral drugs, as well as painkillers such as ibuprofen and aspirin are more valuable than gold.
Regardless of whether they were expired or not, regardless of whether they were human medicines or not, the teacher had the foresight to stockpile a large amount of anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics for pets and poultry. At that time, everyone was looting the empty pharmacies, but the teacher went into the pet stores and came back carrying bags of penicillin, tetracycline and canned cat food. At that time, the teacher had to carry an automatic rifle to protect her supplies. Fortunately, the teacher was so powerful that no one dared to take advantage of her.
The ingredients of pet medicines are not much different from those of human medicines. In an era when medicines are extremely scarce, they are still much more effective than herbal medicines prepared by traditional methods.
The girl slowly got up and decided to take medicine.
No matter how precious the medicine is, it is not as important as your body.
Banxia dragged her feet and moved into the living room little by little, and took out a box of acetaminophen tablets from the drawer of the TV cabinet.
These medicines have been expired for more than ten years, but they are still useful.
She took out two acetaminophen tablets, placed them on the wooden coffee table, then turned around and poured hot water from the kettle.
There was only a little hot water left, barely half a cup, emitting steam.
Banxia held the gradually warming cup of water in her hands and put it against her face. She seemed to feel a little more comfortable, but she didn't know if it was a psychological effect.
After swallowing the painkiller with water, Banxia closed her eyes, curled up her legs and lay on the tattered sofa, waiting for the medicine to take effect.
Hope they are still useful.
Banxia was very scared. She was not afraid of the cannibalistic world outside, nor of the ferocious beasts weighing hundreds of kilograms. As long as she stayed in the shelter, protected by the sturdy buildings and high-voltage power grids, she would not be harmed by the outside world. But disease could easily destroy her. Nothing was more desperate than lying alone in a room and dying of illness.
At that time, she didn't even have the strength to pull the trigger to commit suicide.
She vowed never to go out on rainy days again and hoped that she would get better soon.
Please... get well soon.
Banxia muttered to herself in her heart.
Perhaps the effect of the medicine was gradually taking effect, the pain was subsiding, and the body temperature was rising. The girl felt that she was having a fever, and she became drowsy and fell asleep on the sofa.
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After the first class in the morning, Bai Yang hurried to catch up on his sleep, yawned, and buried his head in his arms.
He was not the only one who was catching up on sleep. The whole class was silent. It seemed that everyone was catching up on sleep. Only the class representative was going back and forth collecting homework. The break between the first and second classes was the so-called bedtime, which was used to catch up on sleep.
The break between the second and third classes is the time for an early nap, which is used to make up for the sleep that was not obtained during the early bedtime.
The break between the third and fourth classes is naturally the pre-nap time, which is used to prepare for the nap.
After the fourth class is a legitimate nap.
Teacher Liu, the head teacher, asked the class, "You don't have a lot of study time, do you? Why are you so sleepy?"
A comrade raised his hand to answer - this comrade was He Leqin, who recited a poem in front of the class: Teacher, there is an old saying that spring is not a good time to read, the hot summer is just right for sleeping, after autumn comes winter, and we should celebrate the New Year happily.
What can teachers do with a student like Mr. He, whose average scores in Chinese, math and English are less than 60?
You can't scold them, and you can't punish them, or you'll be complained by the parents.
He couldn't pull it. Others were eating ink while He Leqin was eating weights. He had mastered the unique skill of lifting a heavy weight to such perfection that six special teachers couldn't lift it.
We can only let him celebrate the New Year happily.
The Municipal Education Bureau has repeatedly emphasized quality education and happy education, although under the guidance of this idea, the city's high schools were defeated by county high schools in northern Jiangsu, and students from the Affiliated High School of Nanjing University could not get into Nanjing University, and students from the Affiliated High School of Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics could not get into Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics. Obviously, Mr. He is a typical product of this kind of thinking. He is very qualified and dares to help an old man who has fallen down alone - although the main reason is that he is rich and happy, and celebrates the New Year happily every day - of course, the main reason is still that he is rich.
Bai Yang said if you didn't have eight houses...
He Leqin corrected him and said there were only six sets.
Comrade He Leqin, who owns six houses, does not need to take entrance exams for Nanjing University or Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics. But Bai Yang is different. His mother has high hopes for him, and his goal is Nanjing University, and at the very least, Jinan University of Science and Technology.
Bai Yang privately complained that if he could go to Nanjing University, he would not come to the Affiliated High School of Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics, because those who can go to Nanjing University are all in Jinzhong and Nanjing Normal University Affiliated High School.
A book called "Making a Mountain of a Mountain" hit Bai Yang on the back of his head and woke him up. When he looked up, he saw He Leqin's big face approaching him.
Before he opened his mouth, Bai Yang knew what he was going to say.
After hanging out together for so many years, Bai Yang knew what this idiot was going to do as soon as he raised his butt.
"What are you having for lunch?"
The two said in unison.
After morning reading, He Leqin would start thinking about what to eat for lunch, and he could think about this question for the whole morning.
"Let's go eat beef soup. I saw a new one opened on Meituan," He Leqin said. "I'll treat you."
“Is it far?”
"Take a taxi back and forth." He Leqin said, "It's near Xinbai, not far away."
"Where's Brother Yan? Is Brother Yan going?"
"Brother Yan won't go. She said she's not feeling well and has a stomachache."
"Not feeling well? How about we bring her some medicine when we come back?"
Bai Yang decided what to eat for lunch. In the next three boring classes, he at least had a hope and goal that could make him happy. Now he could understand why He Leqin started thinking about lunch after morning reading, because in an unbearable environment, thinking about happy things can always make time pass faster.
(End of this chapter)
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