I got my periods later than my friends. A few of them, out of good humour, spread stories that period blood is green in colour. They painted horror stories about the cramp pangs. With my own curiosity about the white discharge (a colour other than blood red), I believed and not believed them. But vaguely knew what was to come. So when I saw blood on my underwear, I did not fear cancer. I did not panic. I went up to my mom. She taught me about using a pad, and how often to use it. Around that time she also taught me about wearing a bra, which I was unaccepting of. Because I had made up mind that sanitary pads and brassier were only for married women. I was able to give-in for one bubble burst, but not the other. Such was my ignorance. Ignorance spawned by a society where biology teachers shied away from teaching about reproduction, sex and consent. Where elders felt uneasy to talk about intimate hygiene. It was collectively and consciously left to the peers to influence our knowledge about intimate care.
Nonetheless, as I realised later, intimate care is not that frightening. It is a simple hygiene practice like washing hands. It is part of our personal care. It is required for both men and women.
What charmed me however was how my intimate care choices were enhanced by simple new-age intimate care products in the market:
Tampons, for example, drew my attention to the material of the products we use for intimate care. Our pubic region is sensitive and easily prone to infections. But still, we use abrasive products for its inside and outside. We adjust with the discomfort of constant dampness for five days. Why? Why should we?
Menstrual Cups similarly, with its simple and most hygienic method of flow entrapment, showed me that dry days are possible during periods. Whatever said and done, the second period day is the worst. More than cramps it is the annoyance of heavy flow and immediate dampness. One has to change more often than the other days. But the menstrual cup gave a twelve-hour relief. Twelve hours of dryness and no spots.
PeeBuddy on the other hand completely transformed my views about female public toilet use. It is time that we have women underwears not with ribbon bows, but with holes, to stand and pee. It is time that women toilets now have urinals, to stand and pee. Why should we endure the fear of UTI?
In all the years of our being, it is only now that we have a choice. A choice to say no to adjusting. A choice that doesn’t limit our mobility. A choice to seek what should be rightfully ours. A choice for better intimate hygiene and care. A choice that I have made, along with many other women and trans-women. A choice that I carry with me in all my travels.
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(Author: Sri Iyer)