Paws with a chance of breeze…

Hello & happy Wednesday friends!

I hope you all are having a good week so far :). I am currently sipping tea to help fight of raging post nasal drip and fight this sore throat from it. #kermitstyle

I wanted to share my Tuesday morning, as it was one of my more challenging mornings and perhaps you will get a laugh :).

So yesterday morning, I woke up to the sound of whiny dogs that needed to go outside. Since I have border collie mixes (all about that herd and/or chase life), I like to peek outside before letting them out – just in case they are inspired by a fellow dog, squirrel or cat. So while I popped my bed head, blurry eyed head outside, deemed the coast as clear – I released the hounds!

It turns out, my sleepy eyes deceived me.

There happened to be a strolling cat across the street, Barley and Sydney decided they wanted to play chase….turns out kitty was not about it. All I saw was paws. Dog paws, cat paws & my paws! Yes, my ill mannered dogs took off across the street to the bad “run-into-your-car-and-not-tell-you” neighbors, chasing poor kitty. Mind you, it is 6:10A, I am rocking bed head, plaid pj pants, no shoes (which became an issue) and glasses – yelling at these fools and start to jaunt towards them…barefoot.

For all the years of “living in the sticks” you would think that I would have more durable feet. I cannot walk on gravel to save my life. I just can’t, I am sure it is an equivalent of watching someone walk on coal & with less grace. My swift feet did not muster up the strength to take on running across the horrid, jagged little spikes (gravel) so I had to run back inside to grab some slip-ons and TRY to run after these ANIMALS.

It was waaayyy too early for this shit. I had not even had coffee 😒.

With my foot protectors on (sexy black clogs), I made sure Ana was safe – at least the blind dog is good! Then I started my mission (take two)….then it happened. First stride out, I felt a cool breeze by my lady parts but I did not think much about it, it was still pretty early and cool and I DID NOT HAVE TIME TO THINK! 

MUST. SAVE. DOGS. 

also, the cat & of course scold the pups for running off, they could have been hurt!

I rally the hounds by their collars and with my “mom” voice. With a dog in each hand, safely crossing the street, my pj pants which also had a loose elastic band was half falling down slowly and not to mention, I found the source of the artic draft by my nether regions…. I SPLIT my effing pants. Sorry neighbors…all aboard the hot mess express…🤷🏻‍♀️

That’s right ladies and gents, I split my pants before 6:25A and that is a new record for me. Also, a sign of how the day was going to go. Yes, there it was – high thigh, straight down to my knee, split and flapping about.

How!?

I guess that is what I get for trying to be athletic. Note to self, sleep with running shoes on and stretchy pants to allow for movement. I am sure the pups were snickering under their “sad puppy dog face” Uh huh, they knew they were in trouble and also realizing their mother is a mess. I think this calls for a repeat image:

Anyway, since most of my action occurred before even getting dressed, the rest of the day was pretty low key. Work came and went with ease, I dodged the down pour while I waited for the bus and ate cocoa puffs for dinner…2 bowls….like a true adult. I also think I was in bed by 10:30P so there is that too.

I think that is about it for today, sorry for the short post.

Do you have any fun dog stories!? I would love to hear them 🙂


Talk again soon! ❤

Friday Fem Frustrations *Warning: OB/GYN addition & a bit crass*

Hi all and HAPPY FREAKING FRIDAY!!! ❤

 

So today’s post will be more so for the ladies..sorry for my male readers, I put the OB/GYN in the title to scare you off if need be :). If you are here anyway, good for you sir and come here and give me a fist bump, because you are incredible…also fearless! Also… I am so sorry.

I really debated if I wanted to blog about my appointment or gynecology in general. Why? I felt that it was one of those things that a lot of people do not talk about. Unless you are a bottle of wine deep with some really close gal friends with snacks around you. I asked myself, why am I embarrassed by this? Us ladies all go through it, so why the hell not? So goodbye shame and here we go!

As you probably picked up, I had my yearly (yes, I still go yearly – I don’t care about the new standards) gyno appointment today. I dread them, they are not fucking fun – you gals know this! Well, unless maybe you do and happily skip and or cha cha on up to the sign in sheet…and if that is the case, please contact me and give me your tips, because I could use them!

Sigh…The only perk of this day was I got to sleep in.

SO, back to my story – I rolled out of bed and showered (you are welcome doc!) and tried to make myself as presentable as possible and by that, I mean what is the “acceptable” hairiness level here? I debated this and I plan on Googling more about this later. Like, this woman/Dr/speculum and swab wielding super-woman is about to have her face staring at my vagina, I could at least give her an inviting scenery? Right!?

Additionally, maybe I need to bring her a gift, or provide candles for our big moment or fucking better yet, WE PATIENTS deserve a gift at checkout – I will come back to this later, I feel it needs more attention. In terms of hairiness, I mean this is like prepping for a sexy date. Like, bush maintained? Controlled? What about this chipped toenail polish? What about my legs? Can I get away with this stubble or should I shave? I felt that my leg fur…er hair was acceptable. However, I went with BB-8 Star Wars knee high socks…just in case. Which BTW, I do this for my partners as well, there is a reason that I have an excessive amount of badass or colorful knee highs. Also, just an excessive amount of fun socks (why is this such a thing for me this week?!)

After bathing and finding comfy clothes that are acceptable for Fri-yay work days….because if I am going to be met with a speculum BEFORE coffee AND have to go to work after… I am going to get as casual as my work will allow. So that is exactly what I did, plain tee, nice jeans and the Chuck Taylors that I have had since…. Middle school – I know.

The drive in was filled with groans and sighs while reflecting on the questions that are about to be fired my away soon and being the anxious gal that I am… totally tried to plan my answers before hand. This is my prep list and what my answers were while driving….

  • When was your last period?
    • Gee doc, I don’t have one because I am on an endless anti-baby pill regimen for endometriosis and look out world I am a single gal – RAWL!!
  • Are you in a monogamous relationship?
    • Um…. let me stop you right there doc. Let me tell you about dating in this era! But yes, I am a one man lady and outside of that, this question is too complicated and we do not have enough time for this doc. NEXT!
  • How many partners have you had in the past 6 months?
    • Oh, you mean that bat cave down there!? You touching me is the most action I have had in months! **jk jk sorry if this was too far for some but my humor in awkward situations can get out of hand, if I offend you – I am sorry and forgive me!**
    • Besides the bat residents in said cave during those down times with Caterpillar, one. Are you damn happy? When does this stop.
  • Are you using birth control methods outside of the pill, like condoms?
    • I mean…
  • Any issues…?
    • Nope, happy as a clam. Literally.
    • All is well, thanks for verifying my vag is happy and healthy. I love these convos, would you like to go out for tea after this!?

These thoughts and anxieties helped fill the time during my freeway cruising and before I knew it. It was time for the paper gown.

Guys, it was freezing in that damn office. Can we get some paper gown warmers? Heated exam chair? I don’t know what the deal was but I was not happy to strip down for this woman, without a steak dinner and shiver out of the stirrups. Worst fear, chattering/shivering so much that I end up closing my legs around her head during exam.

Obviously this is a bit exaggerated. By a bit, clearly a ton. It was cold but you do not have to worry for the doc, her head was safe. My nips were prob hard though and for that doc, I am sorry. P.S. – your freezing hands did not help…

Then it happened, the ole “you are going to feel some slight pressure” line – I am sorry. There is NOTHING in this world to 1- prepare you for that cold instrument going into depths of you and 2- hearing “relax” is not going to help me BTW. I know you are trying and I do appreciate it but at this point, I am sure everything is so tense down there you should prob give up. Also…me too.

It was all over pretty quickly, I must say. I always feels like a drawn out process but I made it. She wrapped it up by saying “everything looks and feels good” um…phrasing?! Glad you could see in there, I GROOMED JUST FOR YOU! Because I am sure that was what she was really focused on… and meant….so now we wait. Results will be back within a week or so and I did get another STD panel done because you know – wild and crazy gal over here.

She did say “we typically do STD screens routinely for women up to 26. However, if you would like we can do test for that as well.” I thought this was interesting, like why 26? What science goes behind this? I will be Googling that as well! I assume because most women after 26 are married and or in steady situations… ahem. It is fine, I will be the wildcard for her go ahead, test away doc!

I do want to mention that she did compliment my socks, she got a bonus point. She then lost said bonus point, when she had to ask what it was…. CLEARLY IT IS BB-8, YOU KNOW STAR WARS!? Oh, not a huge nerd like myself… sorry. But really, I smiled and just said it was Star Wars because her look of confusion was enough to tell me that this conversation cannot go on any longer. I fucking love droids.

Let me loop back around to rewards for making it through these appointments. My thoughts, all OB/GYN practices should have a tea room or spa room? Like, hey you badass bitch – you made it through the exam, have some tea! You want a quick facial instead!? HERE YOU GO! I would also accept a fun Starbucks drink, blanket or candy.

Once I scheduled my next sexy date with this gal next year, I decided that I did need a fun Starbucks drink for successfully adulting, so I waited in line with the other zombies and achieved the “i survived the speculum, swab wielding wonder-woman” mocha and happily drank it on my ride into work.

I made it and I should have another post like this for another year, aren’t we all happy!?

One more thing, I am unsure how I feel about photos on the ceiling. Does your practice have these? It was like a family photo today and it just kinda made me confused to be looking at 3 toddlers while enduring this.

Anyway! Remember, it is important to get these exams done, even if you do hate them. That whole self care thing guys! Make sure you do it!FullSizeRender (6)

Now, I have to ask, do you have any good OB/GYN stories? Anything at all really to comment and not make me feel alone and that I may have made a posting mistake!

❤ Love you all and have a great weekend!

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