It's inevitable... the dreaded visit to the OB/GYN. A necessary evil, or so I am told.
Well, I'm going tonight. A new doctor, so I expect to be sitting there, having to dish on my entire medical and sexual history (YIKES!).
And then... the stirrups, the speculum, the breast exam, and of course, the subsequent sonogram when I fess up about the pain in my side. You know, the one I've been ignoring for damn near three years. I can't WAIT to see her reaction on that!
My last doc was a sweetie; she was the one who delivered N all those years ago, and I actually miss her. Why oh why did she move her practice to Rockland County? WHY?
Dr. Solomon!! Why hath thou abandoned me?!?!?!
I'm rambling, I know. It's because I'm scared. Doctors make me so anxious... I need fries!!!
*smooches...thinking of skipping the entire thing*
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I mean really, do I HAVE TO GO???
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Yeah, the 'downstairs doctor' is never a pleasant visit.
Good luck and I hope there are finally some answers for that pain in your side!
Look, to put it into perspective, sis, this used to be my first date cup of coffee conversation.
Hi, I'm Kevin, blah, blah, blah, nice to meet you, nice shoes, wanna fuck?
Oh, you should know a few things, first, because you go making any serious decisions:
1. I'm a recovering addict and and I don't drink or do any drugs, but I'm gonna be an addict for life, so there's that.
2. And then there's that whole convicted felon thing for that little indescretion with 30 ounces of purple haze and five members of the Pennsylvania Attorney General Drug task force.
3. Oh, and did I mention that I have hepatitis C, and am currently undergoing a year long chemotherapy treatment, and the treatment is making me a little more sociopathic than usual.
4. And, in case you didn't know it, Hep C, can be, though rarely, spread sexual and there is no 100% cure, but it is 100% fatal.
Okay, I'm gonna get up and go to the bathroom now and if you want to run, then run. Now's you're chance, cause if you're here when I get back, then you might just be sick enough for me.
Now, fortunately, I can say that #3 and #4 are behind me, but I'm still the most upfront brazenly honest fucker there is when it comes to dating. I figure if I can't scare you away over the first cup of coffee, then you may just have enough backbone to last a bit in my world.
Besides, it weeds out the weak ones really fuck'n fast.
Well, if the guy doing it is cute......
*wink wink
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