F'ing ovary sono today.
It will be the 3rd appointment out of the 4 I had today.
Was at the hospital form 9 to 3 pm.
The Trans-vag sono ... it SUCKED.
Seems like he payed a LOT more attention to the right ovary, than the left.
This does NOTHING for my peace of mind.
Yet another STRYKER bed was waiting for me there too,
And for some reason they had the words "Beaver Caps" written on the dry-write board in the exam room ... I was going to ask ... but then the gravity of the reason of why I am there, hits me, and silences me. The gravity of it all hits me square in my chest, and knocks every single positive funny thought and feeling out of me.
Beaver Caps ... could they be hair nets for the crotchtal region?
