I'm Mik. Model, mother, moron. Future meta-magician. Former logic clinician.
My better half and I own Brainfood Bookstore in Longmont, Colorado. It is the only exclusively indie- and local-lit bookstore in the nation. We meet a lot of crazy folks.
Testimonial from a former roommate:
"Living with you was like living with a quiet little opinionated deer person who floated around like a ghost and said smart/nutso things and ate seaweed. "
I love Colorado. I love mountains. I love hiking. I read and write. I raise my children to the best of my ability. I have lupus and have defeated early-stage cancer twice, so I pretty much fully support the use of medical marijuana.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
This is a post regarding my sexually-induced hematoma (gigantic black bruise covering my entire vulva as the result of getting fucked real hard).
The comment is from my mother.
The likes on the comment are from my roommates.
Thanks, guys. Thanks.
So I went to the doctor today about the whole my-vagina-is-black-now thing.
Turns out I have a hematoma on my vulva.
Hematoma = fancy word for bruise. WELL I COULDA TOLD YOU THAT, DOC.
Anyway it might be a burst blood vessel, in which case it will need to be cauterized. This would require surgery, as the hematoma is on the outside of my pelvic bone. Fun, right?
Also, the least-invasive way to find out if it is a burst vessel is apparently to draw an outline around the bruising with a Sharpie, and wait to see if the bruise gets bigger or smaller. So now my vulva is not just black, but black with a green outline.
On the bright side, my OB/GYN told me that I’m the most interesting thing she’s seen today. I wish I could say that was the first time she’s said that.
