Message from the universe: "My cervix looks nice now."
Thoughts from my head: "I wonder what my cervix looks like now." When I was about 14, I had an exam and a doctor was surprised when he saw my cervix. He opened the door so another doctor (a woman) could come in to look at it. At one point it seemed like there were several different people there hanging out in the room and the hallway, chatting about how my cervix looked unusual. "Normally it looks sort of like the end of a hot dog, but yours looks more like the sawed-off end of a hot dog." And then they talked about it like it was so fascinating for at least five minutes. Decided it was okay that it looked like that; it was probably because I was young and still developing. And then a little bit later, the guy was like, "Oh, sorry if you were uncomfortable."
Never heard a word about a cervix looking like a sawed-off hot dog at any other time after that.

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