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The Pap Smear

  • 11-07-2003 11:48am
    #1
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    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/GYNdoctor!

    In Sydney, Australia, one of the radio stations pays($1000-$5000)for people to tell their most embarrassingstories. 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 it 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 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?" 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 when 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."


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