The washcloth

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Subject: Thw Washcloth

Ladies this has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a woman alive today who won't crack up over this----

I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week.Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am.I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, soI didn't have any time to spare.As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort.So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that wassitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick

wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away.I was a little surprised when the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?' I didn't respond.After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, cooking.After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called

out from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth?'I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.'Never going back to that doctor. Ever.

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Tracie, I have set here and "wheezey" laughed over and over. That is hilarious, and I would agree; I would have to fine another ob-g after that one. connie

Subject: The washclothTo: neurosarcoidosis Date: Thursday, September 10, 2009, 7:27 PM

Subject: Thw Washcloth

Ladies this has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a woman alive today who won't crack up over this----

I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week.Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am.I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, soI didn't have any time to spare.As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort.So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that wassitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick

wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away.I was a little surprised when the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?' I didn't respond.After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, cooking.After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called

out from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth?'I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.'Never going back to that doctor. Ever.