This Mother’s Day we asked our readers to send in their most memorable period stories with their mom. Here are our top 5 stories!
Period Story #1 : It ran down my leg and my mom helped me cover up!
We were on the way back from a family holiday to France, during which I had broken my leg. I was wearing a pair of denim shorts as it was very hot and they were the only thing that fit over my massive white plaster cast (which went from my toes all the way up to my hip).
On the day of our one-hour plane ride back home, I was on day 1 of my period. And although it was only day 1, I decided to wear a night pad, which I changed just before getting on the plane as my periods are usually quite heavy.
When we arrived back in England we had to wait for everyone else to get off of the plane before us because of my leg.
So when I eventually I stood up – MY PERIOD JUST FLOODED.
It went on the plane seat, my leg my shorts, everywhere. I was hoping to get away with it since I was wearing dark denim shorts.
My little sister sat down on my seat after I got up but when she stood up and saw the blood, she started screaming and crying thinking that she cut her leg!
By this point, blood was actually running down my leg and my Mum clicked on what had happened. She said to my sister, ‘No love, it’s not you that’s cut yourself its your big sister’.
But my sister had made such a fuss that the plane staff had come over and they were like ‘Oh no, how did you cut yourself and where?’ etc, and they kept going on and on about it, even saying that they could go and get me a plaster. It went a bit far when this random man offered to call an ambulance so that I could go and get stitches! Lol!
Looking back it was hilarious but at the time I was absolutely mortified!
…blood was dripping everywhere, running down my leg, all over the floor, and even on my mum’s shoes!
An airport man offered to carry me to the lift off the plane, I was like ‘No thanks, I’m okay’.
I stood on the bus ride back to the airport and blood was still dripping everywhere, running down my leg, all over the floor, and even on my mum’s shoes!
My Mum was standing behind me so that no one on the bus would see and kept saying ‘Don’t worry we’ll get it sorted soon’ and wiping the blood off her converse with a tissue.
Oh yeah, and the blood was also running right down my WHITE plaster cast.
Meanwhile my poor Dad didn’t even click what was going on and said to my mum ‘Mary, do you think its the cast that’s cut her leg? Maybe she does need stitches!’.
When we eventually got to the airport there was a guy with a wheelchair waiting for me and I felt so bad because I left a big bloodstain on the seat in the plane, bus and wheelchair!! Yuck! Horrendous day! Plus we had to use white paint to cover the bloodstains on my cast!
Thanks for being there for me when I needed you most Mom!!! You’re the best!!! Happy Mother’s Day! Previous Story Next Story
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