New housemate. The first week, I got in from work, dripping wet from the rain, to a loud wailing noise coming from the bathroom. Bathroom door was open, she was sitting on the toilet seat, screaming in agony. I thought she'd injured herself or had bad food poisoning, but no, it was her period. She said it would only last an hour, but the only thing that could help is if someone stayed with her and talked to her. Awkward to say the least. Eventually I persuaded her to take some Ibuprofen, escaped to get changed out of my wet clothes, and she made a full recovery.
The next week, I got a phone call during my evening class (but it went to voicemail as I have it switched off during the class) asking me to phone her back urgently, as she'd been to give blood, felt faint, and could I come and collect her as she was too faint to drive. I didn't - I had an exam, and she did recover enough to drive herself home.
Last week, there was a crisis the moment I got in the door about the key for the bike shed having gone missing. I didn't even get a chance to get my jacket off.
This week she has been talking about her period being due again soon, and maybe going to see a doctor about it. I think I'm dreading the period as much as her!
Do people really suffer in this way/AIBU to feel slightly freaked by all of this?