- An afternoon without kids is still a wondrous thing even if it involves a Pap smear.
- Vaginal sonograms really, truly suck. Like, seriously? What kind of twisted, messed-up individual came up with this?
- When the phlebotomist says It's not veins that roll, it's people who miss, you realize that she's not just another blood sucker, but a sage whose opinion on the performance of other phlebotomists in one's past is really a commentary on life in general. Go ahead, use it in any form: It's not (nouns) that (verb), it's people who miss. Profound.
- That seeing Dr. Nezhat once a year just isn't enough. Because he's not just my doctor, he's a friend and the man who made our children possible. So, NATUI, Dr. Nezhat has mandated that I accompany you to all your future appointments. Mr. NATUI is no longer allowed to come. In fact, I'm thinking we just need to schedule our appointments for the same day each year, because the friends who get vaginal sonograms together stay together.
- The possibility of surgery*, during which three very uncomfortable-sounding things will be done to my womanly bits, has me grinning and cringing. Grinning because of the week or so off from kids. Cringing because, um, ouch?
*Said surgery isn't for something life-threatening. It's to keep me healthy and our family at five and no more.