Nightmare: I lost my menstrual cup “keeper” this week, and have consequently reinforced my disdain for expensive, nasty wasteful pads and tampons. Walking into my living room, with a pad I obtained from my gym-placed into the crevice of my boy shorts, blood spurted down my legs and all over the floor. What could have caused my boyfriend to run out the door, and never call me again—had he been there, was my own personal nightmare. “Where is my cup? How did it just disappear?” I mourned the commencement of a messy 4-day outpour.
Sue me for not having known how and in which angle, exactly to place the ‘diaper.’ I hadn’t ever reconsidered the inconveniences and unhygienic conditions that most women go through, in fifteen years.
My eco-friendly vegetarian girl friends introduced the Keeper to me. Sold online and in health food stores, it was created in 1986. It cost $23, and was sanitized once in a while by boiling it. I was bemused by its reusability and exquisite comfort. It is a small, bell shaped cup made from gum rubber or latex. Baby bottle nipples are also made from this medical grade silicone. It fits snuggly inside the vagina, and not up against the cervix. There are tiny holes above the rim that create a suction effect, and a small stem, which is trimmed down to comfort.
Designed by women to catch the menstrual blood, Keepers do not absorb or inject the body with needless fragrances contained inside tampons. They come in two sizes: One ‘pre-childbirth’, the second: ‘post childbirth.’ Size A or B. There are not 70 options, scented or unscented cotton—chemical free, and still catch every single drop! Panty liners are never needed, and it never comes out or gets stuck inside. It is perfect, real and so right!
Tampions, or tampons in French mean stamp, plug or stopper. In the 18th century they were used antiseptically, to treat soldiers’ bullet wounds. They are filled with chemicals, which instead of counteracting ‘odor’ affect vaginal PH, harm the good bacteria, and put one at risk for infection or TSS: “Tampons are associated with TSS, Toxic Shock Syndrome” is even noted on each individual tampon. A legal precaution, capitalized next to the $7.75 price tag, they are impediments to discovering real luxurious bleeding moments. You empty the cup into the toilet, reinsert and viola! There is no slamming lid; no wrapping to hide blood in the host’s sterling silver can; there is no scrambling for another cotton devil worshipper!
Every month a woman pays nearly $15 for a box of panty liners and tampax. There is always leakage with tampons, especially after showering, swimming, or exercise, so the additional liners or pads for nighttime need be purchased as well. Shockingly, the Keeper $23 lasts up to 2-3 years! I mean it could definitely last longer, but it’s a good idea to replace one. That’s $360-$540 on tampons and pads, (assuming one doesn’t resort to cheapo scented, toxic ones), for what? !!!
I don’t understand, how any woman doesn’t know about the keeper. I mean, really—who ever goes back to tampons? Friction-set cotton, wrapped in heaves of plastic applicators, more plastic to seal the product, and a thick paper around the onion of plastic, tampons and pads are so remarkably wasteful, pollutant, and restrictive. You need indiscreet backups, shoved into your evening bag or backpack, and the whole process becomes obscenely paramount. Tampons and pads cannot be flushed down the toilet. They require their own side steel disposal, with a loud lid that announces: “I’m on my period, everybody!” Their disposal grounds remain an inevitable playground for dogs, cats and insects, as most private homes lack the steel cage, elevated next to the toilet paper. “Sorry brother: I’ll pick up the bloody shards Dudley left all over your carpeted bedroom.”
Please: The keeper http://www.mooncupsandkeepers.