Don’t be jealous men
February 12, 2007
Today I have my annual-ish obgyn appointment. I am so excited.
I can not believe that it has been over a year since I last heard the words, “Scoot down more to the end of the table. more…. more… more…” and “Let your legs flop open, like a frog.”
Also, I can’t wait to see if the poster of the kittens is still hanging on the ceiling. Nothing makes me forget the icy cold speculum like a cute poster of kittens with thought bubbles over their heads.
In preparation of this visit I shaved my legs this morning. Yes, BOTH of them. I know, crazy. No one had better say that motherhood has made me boring and predicatable.
I will also be talking to her about switching to a different anti-depressant. The zoloft I am currently taking just isn’t doing it for me any longer. It has reached a point where the side effects are greater than the benefits, at least in my mind, which probably doesn’t say much.
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