Sigh.  Back at the doc’s today.  Sure enough I’ve come down with another bug.  I’m so over being sick all the freaking time. 

While I was there, she ‘convinced’ me to get a pap smear done.  The whole time she was like, ‘You’re very small’.  I was tempted to make a smart comment but was too uncomfortable to risk laughing.  I don’t know what it is, I’m not a stresshead or anything and I know how to relax my pelvic floor muscles, but whenever I get a pap smear done, I walk funny for a couple of days afterwards.  Damn those speculums.  She did say I was very small and ended up using the smallest one.  How the hell can I be small – I’m 5’8″ with the classic child-bearing hips!  Sure enough, I waddled out of there sore and unhappy.  Still, that’s done with for another two years, and I can stop feeling guilty about not taking appropriate care of myself.  Plus, it’ll get C off my back.