I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist
later in the week. Early one morning,I received a call
from the doctor’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 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 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 I’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,“My,we
have made an extra effort this morning, haven’t we?” I
didn’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, “Mommy, 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 saved inside it.”
Never going back to that doctor again……….. never.


OH MY GOODNESS!!! I spit coffee everywhere reading
this!!!::::