For all those who have to tend the humiliation at the OB-GYN
*office…In Melbourne, Fl. one of the radio stations paid money
*($100-$500) for people to tell their most embarrassing stories.
*one netted the winner $300…..
*She said: I was due later that week for an appointment with the
*gynecologist when early one morning I received a call from his
*office: I had been rescheduled for early that morning at 9:30am.
*just packed everyone off to work and school and it was around 8:45
*already. The trip to his office usually took about 35 minutes so I
*didn’t have any time to spare. As most women do, I’m sure, 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 dressing gown, wet the
*washcloth and gave myself a wash in “that area” in front of the sink,
*taking extra care to make sure that I was presentable.
*I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some
*clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the
*waiting room only a few minutes when he called me in.
*procedure, as I am sure you all do, I hopped up on the table, looked
*over at the other side of the room and pretended I was in Hawaii or
*some other place a million miles away from here.
*I was a little surprised when he said: “My…we have taken a
*little extra effort this morning, haven’t we?”, but I didn’t respond.
*The appointment over, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home.
*The rest of the day went normal, some shopping, cleaning and the evening
*At 8:30 that evening my 14 year old daughter was fixing to go to
*a school dance, when she called down from the bathroom, “Mom –
*where’s my washcloth?” I called back for her to get another from the
*She called back, “No I need the one that was here by the sink.
*It had all my glitter and sparkles in it.” .