I took B. to the North Park Village Nature Center today for the City Wilds Festival — lots of eco-friendly educational resources and a wonderful nature walk experience. No cicadas in sight (thank goodness), but at the grocery store afterward I noticed I was rather crampy and began to feel, well, damp. Arriving home, I realized I’d started bleeding, something I’ve had none of since the abortion on Tuesday.

Since about 2pm, I’ve been passing clots and I’ve been in no small amount of pain. Talked with the doctor on call, who says that if it doesn’t stop by 9pm, I should phone him and we’ll decide whether I should go to the ER (probably yes). I’ve been dosing on ibuprofen and hoping it doesn’t come to that, though it doesn’t look good (it’s 6:18pm and nothing’s gotten better).

This is the first night in some time I’ve been able to relax at my place with B., and we’re having such a good time just being in each other’s presence that it would be unfortunate to have that cut short because my body has decided to rebel now, a full four days after its violation.

Then again, nothing about this experience has gone the way I’d have hoped.