Later that summer, I remember struggling with tampons. My best friend’s older sister gave me a few words of wisdom and I headed in to the bathroom toting my tampax. After a few unsuccessful attempts, I came out walking funny. She asked me what happened and and I replied that it wouldn’t go in. The opening was too small. She then took out the handy pamphlet and pointed out the diagram we all have seem a million times. Then I got it. The lightbulb turned on. There are 2 openings!! I honestly never knew! I exclaimed, “No wonder it hurt so much! I was trying to put it into my pee hole!”. (keep in mind, please, that I was 13) I went back in and this time it worked like a charm…Right up until the next month when I risked my life with toxic shock. I can still remember it. I was in the bathroom, again at the beach, and I removed my tampon. When I went to put another one in I saw the string. The string? I had just removed the tampon. But there was another one in- for God knows how long. I screamed out - “I have 2 strings! I have 2 strings!” to my best friend who was waiting outside the door. I was convinced that I was going to die a horrible death from toxic shock with in a few days. Luckily I survived.

Later that year, on Halloween, my best friend and I were trick-or-treating. We were both dressed as punk rockers and had on our roller skates. We had a great time going from door to door, getting candy and roller skating around the neighborhood. Later we found ourselves on a particularly dark and spooky street. I was concentrating hard on where I was going when I heard my friend wipe out. I turned and went back to find her in the storm drain on the side of the street. As she was getting up and out of the ditch, she realized she had blood all over her skirt. She said, “I’m hurt! I’m bleeding!”. We went home to fix her up and wouldn’t you know she wasn’t hurt at all, she had become a woman on Halloween.

So, tell me about your first time. Or share a funny mishap. Come on, don’t be modest….all us gals have ‘em!

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