My last period was at the beginning of October. My doctor and I had just started waiting to see if anything was going to happen without the assistance of hormones, and that little tiny dribble was all I’d seen. On a random whim at the end of last month we decided to wait until January instead of going right back on the hormone, but I had pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I wasn’t going to have a natural period ever again.
And now I’m having one.
I’m having a period.