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>End of my Freshman year of college
>irregular period, but I dont really care
>period gets longer and heavier and grosser as days go on
>Consider going to the doctor, but dont because Im embarrassed and afraid of birth control because all Id ever heard were people talking about how horrible it was (OMG it made me fat/depressed/sick all the time!!! type of stories)
>It looks to be tapering off, so I dont worry about it too much.
>It comes back shortly after.
>Finally talk to a doctor at the student health center.
>she says I should see a doctor once I get home since the semester is almost over and she doesnt want to put me on new medicine when Im going to be leaving 3 days later
>I go home, still dont go to the doctor, continue bleeding, giant horrible clots and all.
>Another week goes by, getting kind of weak, finally see another doctor.
>Prescribes me birth control, tells me to start it on Sunday (its Wednesday or so)
>On Friday I cant stand up without getting woozy, start throwing up.
>End up in the hospital, in shock.
>Get 2 pints of blood transfused
>Everyone keeps asking me if I could be having a miscarriage
>Only if Im miscarrying the second coming of Christ, lady.
>No one believes me.
>Get two patches of BC on me to stop the bleeding.
>Been on BC every since.
>Light, clockwork regular periods. Hell yes.