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PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 5 Mar 2011 00:37


I was due for a smear with the doctor 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 pyjamas, wet the facecloth
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 facecloth 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't we?'

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 .

After school when my 7 year old daughter was playing, she called out from
the bathroom, 'Mummy, where's my facecloth?'

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 saved inside it . '

NEVER going back to that doctor never,ever!!