no really, I'd lost the string.
It had gone up inside me (all by itself I must add), though I'd been dancing all night at the disco...
I realised when I got home and it was only lost overnight because I again tried really hard to find the string in the morning, gave up and made it to the doc immediately.
...I have heard stories about women who have put another in forgetting there was one there already, which sounds to me like the horror story of the gyno doctor who puts two up at a time. I always figured they were women who'd had lots of kids or something. (And to whom I'd still recommend a super tampon and a maxi pad),
but perhaps my comments can only be applicable to a childless girly like me who has a difficult time getting a mini one in and out.
Also I was on the pill for 13 years, from the age of 16 till I was 30, so had practically no period. I even moved it to Monday morning so I wouldn't bleed at weekends.
& I had no sympathy whatsoever for women who worked for me and called in sick with their monthlies. I told everyone else in the office that they had diaorrehea and then left tampons on their desk and in the washroom so they'd be truly embarrassed when they showed back up to work.