From The Past: July 13, 2005

Yesterday, I made it through my annual gynecological exam without melting into the floor. I am so glad to get it over with; you cannot even imagine. This is one part of being a woman that I loathe. I can hardly bear the intrusiveness of the entire exam. Being pushed on and then actually having things inserted inside oneself is not my idea of a fun time let me tell you.

The only positive aspect in this whole affair is my doctor. She is wonderful, very encouraging, and works lightning fast. Don’t ever suggest I see a man. I have been there and done that and wasn’t happy with any of them. While some were easier to tolerate than others, most were abrasive and rude. They assume they know how things feel, when in all actuality, they will never know.

Yesterday went fine though. I walked away with a new prescription and that’s the only reason I went anyway. If I didn’t have to have that, I would never go.

Kevin went in with me for support. Most of the male doctors I used to see would not allow the husband to be present, but this female doctor is great and has absolutely no problem with it at all. I mean, it’s not as if he’s standing there at the end of the table looking under the sheet to see what’s going on. He’s just there for me.