Now, there was no need for that...
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
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at the local hospital for ladies' bits...
...had to go in for a routine check, but my nice friendly swiss gynaecologist was off on holiday for 3 months so he made an appointment for me at the hospital instead. OK, not as nice as his office with the lovely cushions in the changing room, but ok, i thought. wrong.
1) i had to walk down a long corridor with wearing only a too-short paper gown, desperately trying to cover my front bottom
2) i walked in and there were 3 scary hairy women in the room
3) when they moved over the blinding light to peer up my love canal, i realised that the larger-than-life projection of a vagina on the tv was not a video but ME!!!
(on the plus side i now know i have a mole on the left inner labia).
3) a colleague walked in and after asking 'do you mind' (scary hairy II said no of course not - thanks) 5 MEDICAL STUDENTS walked in and took it in turns to peer at my cervix. Apparently my lovely gyno had forgotten to mention it was a training hospital...
Anyway, to add insult to injury, all 9 of them conferred and decided this tiny but apparently dubious-looking bump that I had never noticed had to be lasered off the next week (22nd December) and i can tell you, having a) an injection into your tender bits and then b) having a huge laser burn off skin there can really really spoil your christmas holidays.
no apologies for depth.
( , Fri 17 Jun 2005, 9:44, Reply)
...had to go in for a routine check, but my nice friendly swiss gynaecologist was off on holiday for 3 months so he made an appointment for me at the hospital instead. OK, not as nice as his office with the lovely cushions in the changing room, but ok, i thought. wrong.
1) i had to walk down a long corridor with wearing only a too-short paper gown, desperately trying to cover my front bottom
2) i walked in and there were 3 scary hairy women in the room
3) when they moved over the blinding light to peer up my love canal, i realised that the larger-than-life projection of a vagina on the tv was not a video but ME!!!
(on the plus side i now know i have a mole on the left inner labia).
3) a colleague walked in and after asking 'do you mind' (scary hairy II said no of course not - thanks) 5 MEDICAL STUDENTS walked in and took it in turns to peer at my cervix. Apparently my lovely gyno had forgotten to mention it was a training hospital...
Anyway, to add insult to injury, all 9 of them conferred and decided this tiny but apparently dubious-looking bump that I had never noticed had to be lasered off the next week (22nd December) and i can tell you, having a) an injection into your tender bits and then b) having a huge laser burn off skin there can really really spoil your christmas holidays.
no apologies for depth.
( , Fri 17 Jun 2005, 9:44, Reply)
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