WARNING:  POST CONTAINS MAMA TALK AND GIRLIE TMI You’re grouchy and weepy. Your back is aching.  Your stomach is swollen and you’re exhausted.  You don’t have to check an app or a calendar to know what time of the month it is.   Dashing through the store, you toss the familiar plastic package or cardboard box into your cart.  You hate their embarrassing crinkle and ignore the health warnings on the side of the box. What choice do you have?  Aunt Flo is on the way and you need to stock up. Worse, you’ve been too busy to notice your usual monthly aches and pains.  You chuck up your insomnia to…