The Wash Cloth
This is from another forward I got in my email:
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week, but early on Monday morning, I received a call from his office to tell me that my appointment had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 AM. I had just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 AM. Since the trip to his office would take about 35 minutes, I didn't have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was setting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in "that area" to make sure I was at least presentable.
I threw the washcloth in the hamper, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, " My, we've made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?" I didn't respond. After the exam, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal...some shopping, cleaning, cooking, etc. After school when my six year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, "Mommy, where's my washcloth?" I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it."
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I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week, but early on Monday morning, I received a call from his office to tell me that my appointment had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 AM. I had just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 AM. Since the trip to his office would take about 35 minutes, I didn't have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was setting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in "that area" to make sure I was at least presentable.
I threw the washcloth in the hamper, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, " My, we've made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?" I didn't respond. After the exam, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal...some shopping, cleaning, cooking, etc. After school when my six year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, "Mommy, where's my washcloth?" I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it."
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If you would like to see a pic of Miss Idaho click here.
posted by Crazedmomof4 at 12:59 PM
3 Comments:
I love coming over here. Always something new and funny.
That doctor was so tactful!!
You'll be on my blogroll in five minutes. I knew I had missed a few and usually I introduce them as well. Just been a bad couple of weeks with the heat and kids out of school, etc.
I haven't run out of room. If it reaches critical mass, I may hide it.
Thanks for adding me to yours.
At least she tried Melissa.
ROTFLMAO - That is soooo funny!
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