More than you want to know
March 30, 2004
I went to the doctor today. Not the "open your mouth and stick out your tongue" doctor, but the "lie back, open your legs, and try to relax doctor". This particular doctor is new, so there was that getting-to-know-you chitchat that gave it that first date feeling. Except I don't usually let first dates see my girly inside parts. My new husband, Frinklin , doesn�t want to know anything about these appointments, and likes to pretend they aren�t happening. Not since the vivid, detailed description I gave him last time. I won�t go into the specifics, and he�ll be happy to forget the conversation ever occurred.
On the plus side, I always give myself a full day off to recover from the trauma of THE APPOINTMENT. I just can�t go into work after a religious experience like that.
