So today was the appointment that every woman dreads. It is unpleasant, uncomfortable, and completely necessary. I realize that in the grand scheme of things, it's not a huge deal but still... when that time rolls around I start to try to think of excuses not to go.
Whatever, I went. The worst part of the whole thing is not the exam itself. It's the waiting... in the exam room... naked. Wait, they do give you a paper robe so technically you're not naked but... seriously with the paper robe. Anyway, I waited today... for 45 minutes. Yep... 45 freaking minutes sitting on a table covered in paper wearing nothing but a paper robe. By the time the doctor got in there I was ready to get up and leave but what with only wearing a paper robe and all I didn't think it would be very dignified so I sat quietly and shook hands with this stranger.
Oh... did I forget to mention that my doctor for the last ten years up and left the practice? I didn't even get a form letter... nothing. I thought we had a better relationship than that!
So I have to see a different doctor. One I've never laid eyes on before. No pressure. Not at all. *please note my incredibly sarcastic tone* It's only like preparing for a blind date or something. I mean... what if she doesn't like me? What if she thinks I'm a huge idiot? She kinda has the upper hand here... she's wearing clothes for the love of god!
Well, turns out she'll do. She's seen everything now... might as well go back in a year.
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