Lady Parts
While sitting in the waiting room of the OBGYN's office, I sent a text to four of my girlfriends reminding them of where I was. I updated my status on FB remarking about being in the lady parts doctor's office. Seems my willingness to go semi-public with my lady parts visit reminded several of my friends that they needed to see their girl parts person. Score one for the sisterhood, right?
While sitting in the waiting room I ran into an old co-worker. We chatted, not about lady parts, but it was nice to catch up. Only I could have the run into someone you know at the lady parts.
Then, while sitting on the table, waiting for the Dr. to come in, I sent a text to four of my girl pals about the pepto pink walls, the open in the front robe, and the impending stir-ups. I asked if they were jealous. Seems no one was. I made jokes about the Franks resurfacing and being allergic to functional men. My Dr. seemed to still get my humor. We conversed about running half marathons. We conversed about running in general, teaching, and my writings. Part of this occurred with my feet in stir-ups while wearing that open in the front gown.
I left with a script for birth control (for those Franks, after all), to start the day I ended the short round of prednisone. Gremlins Bitches, Gremlins.
I get to go back on the 4th for an ultrasound for the cysts. Another round of my feet in the stir-ups, another round of pink walls, all things girl parts, and a trip out east. Again, I ask, anyone jealous?
While sitting in the waiting room I ran into an old co-worker. We chatted, not about lady parts, but it was nice to catch up. Only I could have the run into someone you know at the lady parts.
Then, while sitting on the table, waiting for the Dr. to come in, I sent a text to four of my girl pals about the pepto pink walls, the open in the front robe, and the impending stir-ups. I asked if they were jealous. Seems no one was. I made jokes about the Franks resurfacing and being allergic to functional men. My Dr. seemed to still get my humor. We conversed about running half marathons. We conversed about running in general, teaching, and my writings. Part of this occurred with my feet in stir-ups while wearing that open in the front gown.
I left with a script for birth control (for those Franks, after all), to start the day I ended the short round of prednisone. Gremlins Bitches, Gremlins.
I get to go back on the 4th for an ultrasound for the cysts. Another round of my feet in the stir-ups, another round of pink walls, all things girl parts, and a trip out east. Again, I ask, anyone jealous?
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My Butt Doctor could detect my nervousness and he told me, "You shouldn't be nervous or embarrassed because after all, the ass is the most awesome part of the human body! My intellectual part of me told me he was just amazed at the functions it carried out, but for some reason I was more nervous that he was so enthusiastic about it. In hindsight, the Butt Doctor visit is now less stressful then the Lady Parts visits.