bigcoyote
10th February 2007, 06:44 AM
>>
>> I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the
>>week.
>>Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to
>>tell me that
>>I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just
>>packed
>>everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am.
>>The trip
>>to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to
>>spare.
>>
>> As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over
>>hygiene
>>when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to
>>make the
>>full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the
>>washcloth
>>that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in
>>that area
>>to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in
>>the clothes
>>basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my
>>appointment.
>>
>> I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called
>>in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the
>>table,
>>looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was
>>in Paris
>>or some other place a million miles away.
>>
>> I was a little surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have made
>>an
>>extra effort this morning, haven't we?"
>>
>> I didn't respond.
>>
>> After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home.
>>The
>>rest of the day was normal ... Some shopping, cleaning, cooking.
>>
>>
>> After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called
>>out
>>from the bathroom, "Mommy, where's my washcloth?"
>>
>> I told her to get another one from the cupboard.
>>
>> She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had
>>all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it."
>>
>> NEVER EVER GOING BACK TO THAT DOCTOR EVER!!!!!
>>:cool:
>> I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the
>>week.
>>Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to
>>tell me that
>>I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just
>>packed
>>everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am.
>>The trip
>>to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to
>>spare.
>>
>> As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over
>>hygiene
>>when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to
>>make the
>>full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the
>>washcloth
>>that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in
>>that area
>>to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in
>>the clothes
>>basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my
>>appointment.
>>
>> I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called
>>in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the
>>table,
>>looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was
>>in Paris
>>or some other place a million miles away.
>>
>> I was a little surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have made
>>an
>>extra effort this morning, haven't we?"
>>
>> I didn't respond.
>>
>> After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home.
>>The
>>rest of the day was normal ... Some shopping, cleaning, cooking.
>>
>>
>> After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called
>>out
>>from the bathroom, "Mommy, where's my washcloth?"
>>
>> I told her to get another one from the cupboard.
>>
>> She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had
>>all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it."
>>
>> NEVER EVER GOING BACK TO THAT DOCTOR EVER!!!!!
>>:cool: