Well, yesterday was certainly not one of my favorite most recent days. It’s behind of the day I hurt my knee, and the day I found out that gramma died, but well ahead getting a ticket or having to collate a butt load of forms at work.
I had my lady physical. You know. The one that we ladies look so forward to having each year. (if you can read the sarcasm by now, you’re hopeless) We usually will cancel THIS appointment so that we can go to the dentist for a root canal.
The doctor I saw is a very nice man. White hair and all so that there are no “cute doctor” complications. He is very thoughtful and talks his way through the exam so that there are no “surprises”. I have no idea why this exam is such a black letter day. Guys have that bend over and cough exam that is probably the equivelant. (I’m not a guy, so I have no idea how that really compares) It’s less intrusive than brain surgery and more comfortable than a mammogram.
I’m done with it for a year now, so I can relax. I had to smile to myself that as I was leaving that I had to PAY someone to do that exam. Doesn’t he know that a private audience with my hoo-ha should cost HIM some money?



