u/IRLanxiety

I'm actually mortified and I need someone to tell me it's okay.

Today is/was my first day training as supervisor. Well, I felt myself bleeding so I excused myself to the bathroom and sure enough blood... massive amounts with huge clots.... I go to tell my boss so I can take an early lunch to clean myself up... she SCREAMS at me on the sales floor to clock-out, I stare in disbelief which prompts her to yell louder, mind you we're on a busy sales floor with customers and other co-workers, so naturally I start bawling! The supervisor before me runs over and asks what's happening, I tell her I started my period early (easier than explaining) to which my boss tells her to take me to the back while she's slamming my register, cussing people out, and like I don't blame her but hormones high along with the extreme embarrassment of now bleeding through my pants I just cry more and louder. The (clocked-out mind you) supervisor hugs me and helps me clock-out, she even offered me a ride while reassuring me it's not my fault. After calling my Mom crying, amd later also my Dad, I then slunk away to the parking lot not saying goodbye to anyone and just sorta cried till my grandmother showed up. Which thank goodness she did, because I usually use rideshare and that was not a conversation I was prepared to have.

So least to say I'm extremely embarrassed, first day as shift lead/supervisor and I hemorrhage my ovary leading me to bleeding everywhere. I don't blame my boss, she has surgery tomorrow and was clearly stressed, her anger very much wasn't directed at me I just don't take being yelled at like that well. Plus needing to tell any other grown adult that at my big person age I bled through my pants it's embarrassing as it is. I've been reassured over and over by multiple people it's fine, it literally cannot be helped, but I'm deathly afraid to go to work Monday. Like, I'm supposed to be the supervisor and the first time I'm given a chance I CRY and BLEED all over the service desk.

Worst part is it stopped between the car ride home. I've been procrastinating getting surgery to cauterize the lesion so really it's on me, but I've never had an event like this. I've been spotting but like, I was soaking through a pad in 5 minutes for a good 30 - 45 minutes. I guess I just moved the wrong way, when it started it felt like my insides ripped open, genuinely I was getting woozy. I probably could've gone back to work if I wasn't yelled at, which is what really kills me.

Before anyone asks, yes I called my OB and yes I'm going in ASAP.

Edit: you all are so kind it brought me to tears again lol I'm so grateful for this sub <3

This specific manager will be gone for months so she won't be an issue for the time being, she's usually very nice I think it was just the straw that broke the camels back

You've all made me feel so much better at going back Monday, genuinely I'm so appreciative of all the kind replies! It's made me feel so much better! I wish I could hug all of you <3

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