LexiGirl75
100% Goapele Head!
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 8:45 am.
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'twe?"
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, etc. 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."
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 8:45 am.
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'twe?"
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, etc. 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."