So today I gotta tell you about this whole Cyclofemina thing. Yeah, the name sounds fancy, right? Made me think it was some new supplement or something cool for the gym. Boy, was I wrong.
My journey started simple enough. I woke up feeling kinda off, you know? Heavy cramps, like the worst period ever but way worse. My partner noticed and casually goes, “Hey, maybe try that Cyclofemina stuff?” Said they heard about it somewhere. Figured why not, desperate times and all.
My Great Idea to Just Take It
First mistake? Didn’t bother looking it up properly. Seriously, I just walked into the pharmacy, asked for Cyclofemina by name – feeling all proud I remembered it – slapped my money down, and walked out with this little box. Felt like a mission accomplished.
Got home, popped open the box. Saw some pills and an instruction sheet. Tried reading it, but honestly, it looked boring. Tiny print, lots of medical-sounding words. Nah. I figured pills are pills, right? Down the hatch one goes with my morning coffee.
Things Got Weird Fast
Fast forward maybe an hour? Two? My stomach started doing the mambo. Big time. Felt queasy, then seriously nauseous. Got these weird flashes of heat, like a sudden hot flush washing over me. My head started pounding. Thought I was catching some awful flu.
My partner walks in, sees me looking green. “You okay?” they ask. “No,” I groan, “Feeling terrible after taking that Cyclofemina.” Their eyes bugged out. “Cyclofemina?! Why did you take that?! That’s birth control injection stuff, for stopping pregnancy!”
Record scratch moment. Absolute silence. Me? Birth control? I had no clue. Just thought it was for cramps or something! The horror slowly dawned on me.
- Panic Level: Instant 100.
- Brain: Completely frozen.
- Realization: I am an idiot.
The Damage Control Frenzy
Total freakout mode kicked in. Grabbed the crumpled leaflet I threw aside. Started scanning like my life depended on it. Yeah, clear as day – hormonal birth control injection pills. Not for random cramps. Needed for pregnancy prevention, administered by a doc. Oh god.
Spent the next hour glued to my laptop, googling frantically things like “took Cyclofemina by accident.” Finding forums where people told similar horror stories. Seeing docs recommend getting checked if you just take it willy-nilly, especially one pill. More panic.
Called the pharmacy, stuttering through the explanation. The pharmacist, bless her patient soul, basically said what I read: Don’t take random hormonal meds! Get medical advice if you feel awful.
The Awkward Cleanup
The physical stuff eased off after a few hours, thankfully. Just felt shaky and dumb. The emotional fallout? Worse. Partner gave me that “Are you for real?” look for a solid day. Had to sheepishly explain to my sister why I was acting weird. Mortifying.
Ended up tossing the rest of that cursed box straight in the bin. Lesson drilled into my thick skull:
Never. Ever. Ever. Take medication without knowing exactly what it is and what it does. Seriously. Just because it comes in a box doesn’t mean it’s harmless. Read the dang leaflet! Ask the pharmacist questions! Don’t be an impulsive dummy like me.
Zero out of ten, do not recommend my approach. Save yourself the nausea and the embarrassment.
