luvfriday
04-05-2008, 07:17 AM
No this wasnt me or anyone I know. I did have my own appt and I came so close to turning the tables on my doctor, I mean read this story how could they continue the exam? Enjoy, I took it to the doctor and they said maybe they hadnt seen it all.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week.
Early one morning, I received a call from the doctorâ??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 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so
I didnâ??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 wasnâ??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 Iâ??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, â??My, we have made an extra effort this morning,
havenâ??t we?â?? I didnâ??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, â??Mommy, whereâ??s my washcloth?â??
I told her to get another one from the cupboard.
She replied, â??No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all
my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.â??
Iâ??m never going back to that doctor. Ever
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week.
Early one morning, I received a call from the doctorâ??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 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so
I didnâ??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 wasnâ??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 Iâ??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, â??My, we have made an extra effort this morning,
havenâ??t we?â?? I didnâ??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, â??Mommy, whereâ??s my washcloth?â??
I told her to get another one from the cupboard.
She replied, â??No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all
my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.â??
Iâ??m never going back to that doctor. Ever