The fallen sons of Eve

Our noses are all ick. Emer, Linnea and I are all slightly ill. Not very ill, just uncomfortable and nosey and headachy and tired and hot.

Also, my arm hurts, but more, I suspect, from the tight bandage than the minor op.

I hate carpets

Linnea and Emer are both genuinely ill.

Afcamping

http://pics.livejournal.com/ailbhe/tags/afpcamp2007

Contraception

It's a feminist issue.

And today I'm annoyed because my arm hurts, my bandage is uncomfortable, my wound is where Emer rests her head while feeding, muscle movements when I pick the girls up cause all sorts of twinges, the wound is still bleeding (14 hours later), and I'm too upset by the whole thing to find it ghoulishly interesting that I can wiggle the implant around visibly under the skin.

I've put arnica on it.

And, you know, at least now I can't get pregnant even if it suddenly seems like a good idea to try.

Rob and I were wondering what happened to the male pill. I seem to recall that it wasn't available for general release due to copyright issues.