8/18/2011 THURSDAY 8 AM
Getting prepped for a medical procedure…
This is an intimate moment.
…As I swype this, I’M GETTING SHAVED – as in, right now, by a nurse named Jean. Blonde Bob. Blue scrubs.
…I feel like her name should be Helga, though. She is so … German! So austere.
This is, however, in sharp contrast to my demeanor – maybe I’m being to, ah, sensitive.
…I’m giggling, you see.
I can’t *help it* thought!
I’m ticklish there and every time she puts the electric razor
on my skin, I jump.
Might be when she cuts me.
So, I’m holding my hip down with one hand and swyping with the other.
I’m a multi-tasker thru and thru!!
“You are very well…groomed…”
(If you follow…)
Makes her job easier!
All these good times. Good times…
Getting poked unsuccessfully 4x sans success.
Having my history taken over and over and over.
(And over. And over.)
Name. Rank. Bra size
Stripped of my clothes and swapped for a gown and bootie socks.
…Fun and games.
And I haven’t even gotten the good drugs, yet.
PRE CAUTIOUS – no explanation needed.
It’s a … double positive, right??