I just had my very first appointment ever with the girl doctor (well, I have been to the OBGYN two times before, but they didn't touch me. I was secretly hoping that they wouldn't have to touch me this time either...NO LUCK). I worked myself into a tizzy before I ever got there - so much so that my blood pressure was elevated enough for them to ask if I was on blood pressure medicine. Luckily, I didn't have to wait long once I got into the office, although I was slightly disgruntled when they asked if I wanted to be tested for STDs (then again, I guess they have to ask everyone that).
Anyway, the doctor part went just fine even though I did cry a little bit because I was so scared (but I am happy to report that I didn't wail like I did the first time I ever went to the OBGYN). The only part that I didn't understand was when the doctor kept telling me (five times) that I needed to relax. RELAX?? YOU WANT ME TO RELAX RIGHT NOW? Give me a five minute massage and put me in a soft robe and THEN maybe you can talk about relaxing. You cannot, however, use that word when I have my feet in stirrups while also wearing a paper gown that is actually covering NOTHING.
The doctor also kept asking when I was planning to start my family and kindly pointed out that I am "getting up there". Listen, doctor, my age is none of your concern. What IS your concern is getting me as many birth control samples as you can find so I won't have to spend all of my money on NOT having a baby.
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Your doctor said WHAT???
Yeah, you don't have to blink and shake your head - he actually said it. I guess what he means is that reproductively, I'm no spring chicken. Most of the girls at church who are my age are finished having babies! It's so hard being an old Mormon!
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