So I’ve returned from BlogHer, with all its mommy bloggers and feel compelled to write about birth control. I’m sure it’s just a coincidence. See, the funny thing about birth control pills is you need to take those suckers pretty much every day or they just don’t work so well. It’s a real pain in the ass. And then when you don’t take them, crazy shit starts happening like oh … bleeding for three weeks. I don’t mean to be a whiner, but that can be kind of inconvenient, to say the least.

Another news flash for you, though, (and I verified this with my doctor) is apparently stress can make you bleed for weeks at a time. And it’s not like I’m saving small nations from my office, but certain things have been a bit of a drag lately. I just needed to go to a doctor to have him remind me of all that.

My doctor just told me to “hang in there” for a few more months and see if it gets better. And if not, we’ll experiment with changing pills. But until then we’ll just chalk it up to a fluke that happens once every 10 years or so. He smiled and told me he would see me back for my annual. Then he shook my hand and said “take care of yourself and don’t get pregnant.” Um, thanks.

I have the world’s longest update on all the details of BlogHer to give you all, but I think I’ll save that for tonight or tomorrow. I’m on the road this week in Ohio. Who the hell schedules a 6am flight Tuesday morning after getting back from the west coast at midnight Sunday night? That’s a rhetorical question …