That dreaded time of the year

Unbelievable it’s been a year already.  It truly seems like last week the last time I had to go for the yearly “ladies’ parts” check up.

I wrote about my experiences before and I think I have my reasons to be terrified.  Years ago when I lived in The Netherlands, I had to go for the check up every 5 years.  Those years also flew by and I truly hated it because the person inserting things in me was the same one who answered the phone at the front desk.   I really didn’t like that.  It’s like going to a restaurant and seeing a person cleaning the toilets and then you see the same person taking your order.   I don’t care if I went too far with my example but that’s how I felt… Awful!

Then I moved to Germany and I was talking to the mother of one of my son’s friends and she told me that here the check up is every year.   I know that’s a good thing but really, it’s not fun at all.   I remember then calling to make an appointment and asking for a female doctor.   There was no female doctor available for a very long time but I said I didn’t mind waiting.

The day had come so I had no choice.   I got to the doctor’s office and I went to give notice that I was there.  The girl told me: “Dr.  XXXXX is sick, Dr. YYYYYY is taking her patients”

“Is doctor YYYYYY a woman?”

“No”

After that answer I tried to explain that I had specifically made the appointment with a female doctor and that  I’ve been waiting for a very long time.  She asked me if I wanted to make another appointment or if I wanted to see Dr. YYYYYY.

I started crying.  The girl didn’t know what to say or what to do.  I couldn’t stop sobbing. All kind of thoughts went through my head.  What if this guy is huge? What if he touches me in a funny way?  I don’t want some bear size hands inside me!

I was shaking my head and probably snotting all over.  Then the girl said: “He’s a VERY good doctor.  Really good”.   So I decided it was better to do it and be done with it.

I was still crying when the doctor called my name and you have no idea the smile on my face when I saw that he was a very small man with very little hands.

About 3 years ago the sweet doctor retired and his daughter took his place and the good thing is, she’s even smaller!  Now I don’t feel that bad when I have to take off my clothes.  First I’ll be naked from the waist down and when she’s done, she’ll ask me to get my pants and panties on and get naked from the waist up.   I really like that system, it’s less humiliating.

I just hope I get there and she’s not sick.  I don’t want the bear size doctor, I prefer the free sample size one.

And It’s Friday, I’m in Love!  And I have the perfect song for today, I think it’s very fitting, at least part of it because I don’t see myself negotiating with the doctor and asking her to take her clothes off.

Enjoy Adam Ant

“Strip”

(written by:   Leslie Goddard Stuar & Marco Pirroni)

 

It’s at times like this the great heaven knows
That we wish we had not so many clothes
So let’s loosen up with a playful tease
Like all lovers did through the centuries

We’re just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
We’re just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
Uh-huh-huh

When it gets so hot, the end of the day
You may find your clothes getting in the way
If a pretty dress hides your true desire
Fold it nice and slow, throw it on the fire

We’re just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
We’re just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
Uh-huh-huh

We don’t need to see what the butler saw
Or a mirrored room with a mirrored floor
All those sneaky looks gazing down on you
Are no substitute for our rendezvous

We’re just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
We’re just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
Uh-huh-huh

It’s at times like this the great heaven knows
That we wish we had not so many clothes
So let’s loosen up with a playful tease
Like all lovers did through the centuries

If you think it’s cheap or a bit risqué
Please don’t say a word I’ll just slip away
I am not a man who believes in lies
Like an octopus with big x-ray eyes

Don’t freeze up girl, you’re looking quite a sight
Be generous, I want it all tonight!

We’re just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
We’re just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?

 

 

 

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~ by DotedOn on September 27, 2019.

6 Responses to “That dreaded time of the year”

  1. Yep…..every year here too. Then there are the mammograms and cancer scares when they “find something” .

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  2. Paola, you never cease to crack me up 😀 Many years ago I made the decision to find a female gynecologist. I had experiences with the males that were less than comfortable AND I felt a woman would better understand simply because she was a woman! I’m much happier and more comfortable when I go for that aspect. But there’s nothing “fun” about gynecological visits unless you’re pregnant and it’s baby-related 😀 And we’re supposed to get pap smears yearly here, too, not that I do it religiously lol

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    • Last Friday I ended up talking with the tiny doctor about it… I told her I really preferred a female doctor and that I was surprised at how nice her father was. She told me that her father always told her: I don’t know how a woman feels about this, so I’m always very gentle with them 🙂

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  3. He sounds so sweet 🙂 But it wasn’t the “gentleness” I had a problem with with male gynecologists. I much prefer a woman! 😀

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