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My yearly visit

Posted by beth

Date Added: December 29th, 2007

Get this one.  I’m on my way to the dreaded “yearly” womanly exam.  In my car on the way there I am trying to pump myself up with a little positive motivation.  “Beth you had two kids”, “This woman has seen all your parts already anyway”, “She really doesn’t care, parts are parts…right?”  As you can see, on the motivation scale it might be registering a little weak.  Yet, by the time I get there I’ve found my confidence and courage to face it.  The office I go to is pretty general, nice on the outside, typical on the inside.  After signing in and waiting only a few minutes, I was ushered back for the dreaded affair.  Yet first I have to get past the skinny nurse who of course must check my weight (figures, I’m pretty sure she models on the weekend).  At this point, I’m talking confidently with her as she checks my blood pressure, asks how I’m doing, and if there is anything I need to review with Theresa (the midwife).  So far so good.  “Okay”, she says, “Take off your clothes and put on the robe with the slit in front.  Please put the drape over your legs.  Theresa will be into see you as soon as she can.”  “Thanks”, I toss out, still confident that I will make it through without dying of embarrassment.  Maybe I’m finally growing up, I thought, smiling and thumbing through a magazine someone had left behind.  Theresa knocks on the door and I reach over to replace the magazine in the rack and sit back…still confident.  Normal chit chat ensues…kids are great, work is going well…and my friend Michelle is coming home soon for a visit (Michelle is the one who referred me to Theresa).  This is going great…I’m not even nervous about the upcoming exam.  At this point I really am smiling, and pretty darn proud of myself.  Then I happen to look down…OH MY STARS!!!! My right breast had decided to join in the discussion without asking.  It had been poking out the whole time!  There goes the confidence.  Theresa was probably thinking “Put that thing away…I am going to check it in a minute.”  

To this day I still have no confidence when it comes to those visits. 

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