Oh God Not Now! (first excerpt)

This is the first excerpt of one of my more embarrassing moments hunting.  Looking back, I can smile now, but not then.

One of the most embarrassing moments in my life happened the second year I went hunting.  It was the first morning of the hunt, about 10:00 in the morning when I felt it.  I had started my period.  Here we were, out in the field miles from town or any civilization for that matter and I just started to bleed.  Of course this would be the month that I was having the period from hell too.  I didn’t have any tampons with me and there was no one to ask because I hunt with all men, not a woman for miles.  All I had in my pockets were a travel pack of Kleenexes, for the call of nature.  On the rare occasion that I can’t hold it any longer and finally give in to the pressure.

I asked Mitch quietly, “When are we going to break for lunch?”

“About noon, why?” he asked.

“How far are we from town?” I asked without answering his question.

“We’re about 50 miles from town.  Why, what’s up?” he asked again.

I looked around to make sure no one else could hear us.  It didn’t matter that we live together and this is the man I want to spend the rest of my life with, I am just uncomfortable discussing certain things with anyone.

“I have a problem.”

“What, do you need to go to the bathroom?” We started playing 20 questions.

“Sort of.” I said hedging.

He lifted an eyebrow, “Do you have to do more than pee?”

“It’s not that!”

“Well then, what is the matter?”

“I started my period.” I looked around again; just to be sure no one was anywhere close that might overhear us.

“You didn’t know that it was going to start?’

“No, I have been having some problems lately.”  I hadn’t told him about that either.

Then like a man, he said, “Well did you bring something?”

“No, if I didn’t know it was going to happen then why would I bring something?” Men.


I stood there looking very uncomfortable, knowing the longer I did nothing, the worse it was getting.  I could just imagine in my mind what I would look like from behind in a matter of minutes.

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