For Women Only ...
[This is a laugh 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 doctor's office to tell me that 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 8:45 a.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 raced 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.
I was a little surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have made an extra effort this
morning, haven't we?”, but I didn't respond. When the appointment was over, I heaved a
sigh of relief and went home.
The rest of the day was normal - some shopping, cleaning, cooking, etc. After school while
my six-year-old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom,
“Mum,
where's my washcloth?”
I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied,
“No, I need
the one that was here by the sink. It had all my glitter and sparkles in it.”