On Fri, I woke up quite suddenly and dashed immediately for the toilet, rubbing my stomach helplessly as if that would somehow appease the ache that was wreaking havoc on my fragile system.

I spent the morning in bed, curled up like a foetus and trying valiantly to nap. oh well, i derived some comfort from lying in such an absurd position

is this what a woman has to suffer through when she gives birth? i thought. and counted my blessings that i am not a woman