It's sort of disconcerting to be faced with a fill-in-the-bubbles set of questions when showing up at a new doctor's office. It's also disconcerting to be faced with OB questions when you're there for GYN and GYN alone, and if you were there for OB then your boyfriend in 2004 would have to have had, like, super-sperm or something, and also on second thought you would really rather not reproduce with him, having had four years to think it over. (He, also, would probably have had time to reconsider. Not that we were planning on reproducing then, either.)
Having trusted that my current primary care doctor had faxed my medical records to the current place, I was totally unprepared for this having not happened, and not knowing what I was on other than "the pill" and "an antibiotic". Funtimes. I am, however, not dreadfully worried given that the consequences for one interfering with the other are maybe some spotting, as I do not have to worry about birth control at this point in my romantic life, given that DO NOT WANT, REALLY, from the available options of NOT HIM.
The most awkward part of the whole proceedings: the stupid paper gown. WTF is that shit. Seriously, WTF.
The most painful part, and also the most WTF: doctor peering in my ears. GYN, people. GYN. Swimmer's ear is really not part of your problems. I was just mentioning it for full information. ("Virgin ears" jokes go here.) Happily, it's mostly cleared up, and I may have to consider the cottonball-in-ear thing when it warms up again.
The most boring part: waiting what felt like half an hour for the doctor to arrive once I'd disrobed, and then not quite as long but still pretty long for the assistant person to get back after I'd re-robed. I brought a book. I am sure that there are more awkward things than reading a book while half-naked in a stupid paper gown lying on an exam table, but that has got to make the list somewhere.
I get to have a pelvic ultrasound once NaNo starts, go team me. After scheduling that and stumbling out into the sunlight, I did some swift shopping, then came home and talked music with myrrhianna, who is introducing me to the Flaming Lips.
Darkside was not amused by my (totally empty) threat to give him more details on the exam. Silly boy.