Posted by TerryS (198.133.22.70) on February 12, 2001 at 05:10:45:
Subject: trip to the OB/GYN
>> For all those women out there who so look
>> > forward to that wonderful time once a year when
>> > they get to be "intimate" with their OB/GYN
>> > doctor!
>> >
>> > In Sydney, Australia one of the radio stations
>> > pays money ($1000-$5000) for people to tell their
>> > most embarrassing stories. This one netted the
>> > winner $5000......
>> >
>> > I was due later in the week for an appointment
>> > with the gynecologist. Early one morning, I
received
>> >
>> > a call from the Drs.' office to say I had been
>> > rescheduled for early that morning at 9:30 a.m.
>> > I had only just packed everyone off to work and
>> > school and it was already around 8:45a.m. 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 dressing
>> > gown, 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 race
to
>> > my appointment.
>> >
>> > I was in the waiting room 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 I was in Paris or some other place a
>> > million miles away from where I
>> > was. I was a little surprised when the
>> > Dr. said "My, we have taken an extra effort
>> > this morning, haven't
>> > we?", but I didn't respond.
>> >
>> > The appointment was over, I heaved a sigh of
>> > relief and went home. The rest of the day was
>> > normal, some shopping, cleaning and cooking, etc.
>> >
>> > After school, my six year old daughter was
>> > playing and she called out from the bathroom,
>> > "Mum, where's my washcloth?"
>> >
>> > I called back for her to get another one from
the
>> > cupboard. She called back, "No, I need the one
>> > that was here by the sink. It had all my glitter
>> > and sparkles in it