It's inevitable... the dreaded visit to the OB/GYN. A necessary evil, or so I am told.
Well, I'm going tonight. A new doctor, so I expect to be sitting there, having to dish on my entire medical and sexual history (YIKES!).
And then... the stirrups, the speculum, the breast exam, and of course, the subsequent sonogram when I fess up about the pain in my side. You know, the one I've been ignoring for damn near three years. I can't WAIT to see her reaction on that!
My last doc was a sweetie; she was the one who delivered N all those years ago, and I actually miss her. Why oh why did she move her practice to Rockland County? WHY?
Dr. Solomon!! Why hath thou abandoned me?!?!?!
I'm rambling, I know. It's because I'm scared. Doctors make me so anxious... I need fries!!!
*smooches...thinking of skipping the entire thing*
I mean really, do I HAVE TO GO???