Okay, let’s talk about this whole thing. Going through the abortion pill process… it’s a whole experience, right? You take the first pill, then the next set usually a day or so later. For me, the days that followed were pretty intense. Lots of cramping, bleeding, just feeling generally wiped out and wanting to curl up on the sofa. It wasn’t fun, plain and simple.
My Thought Process Kicked In
So, after maybe a week, things started to calm down a bit physically. The worst of the cramping was over, bleeding was lighter, and I was starting to feel a bit more human. And honestly, the thought popped into my head: “Man, a drink would be nice.” You know, just to relax, take the edge off everything I’d just been through. Stress levels were high, and sometimes a glass of wine or a beer feels like the answer.
But then I paused. My body had just gone through a major event. It was working hard to get back to normal. Throwing alcohol into the mix felt… well, I wasn’t sure. I started thinking about a few things:
- Healing Time: My body was definitely still healing. Seemed logical that adding something like alcohol might interfere with that, maybe slow it down? I didn’t know for sure, but it felt like a possibility.
- Bleeding: I remembered reading somewhere, or maybe it’s just common sense, that alcohol can thin your blood. Since I was still bleeding, the idea of making it potentially worse wasn’t appealing at all.
- Painkillers: I was still taking ibuprofen pretty regularly for lingering cramps and discomfort. Mixing painkillers, even over-the-counter ones, with alcohol is generally something you’re told to avoid. Didn’t want to risk any weird interactions or put extra strain on my system.
- Feeling Generally Meh: Even though the worst was over, I still felt kinda drained and not 100%. Alcohol can sometimes make you feel worse the next day even when you’re feeling great, so drinking while already feeling low seemed like a bad combo.
What I Decided To Do
So, I weighed it up. The desire for a drink versus the potential downsides and just letting my body recover properly. For me, it felt like the smarter choice to just wait. It wasn’t worth potentially making things worse or slowing down my recovery just for a temporary bit of relaxation.
I decided to hold off completely. No beer, no wine, nothing. I stuck to water, tea, maybe some juice. It wasn’t forever, obviously. I just told myself I’d wait until the bleeding had totally stopped, I wasn’t needing painkillers anymore, and I felt properly back on my feet energy-wise.
For me, that took maybe another couple of weeks after the main process finished. It felt like the responsible thing to do for my own body in that specific situation. Everyone’s different, and every situation is different, but that was my journey with it. Giving my body that extra time to just focus on healing felt right.
