Today my day started with a German med student putting an ultrasound stick that looked like this in my special purpose. Two times. Because he needed the practice.
It ended with me booting out of both ends, followed by a saltine chaser while Jooj sang "Go to sleep my An-JELLLL" while standing over me.
In good news, I was too sick to call all of the people in the ward who are over 60 and invite them to some "Golden Age" ball that the stake is doing. I would mail invitations, but I can't fit all of that large font on a little card. (Zing!)
Monday, August 03, 2009
Best. Day. Ever.
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that ultrasound wand looks more like a torture device. hope you're feeling better in no time.
Those ultrasounds ARE torture. I hope you booted on him, he needs the practice.
blerg! You need a baycashone.
That guy had some nerve, violating you with a light saber! . . . grumble, grumble . . . .
On the other hand, you called it your "special purpose" and now I'm ten times more in love with you than ever before. It's been too long since somebody spoke Steve Martin to me.
you know you're not a woman until you've been violated with a foot long wand covered in a condom and lube...
and I mean that in the most tender and least sexual way possible
I.hate.ultrasound.sticks.
What? Something I haven't experienced? I'm going to have to ask for this. Mind if I print off the photo and take it with me to my doctor? And I miss my husband. I'm going to tell myself that these two are unrelated.
Feel better.
Oh, Wife, it WAS awesome. You should ABSOLUTELY ask for it.
And Kalli--you got a condom? Lucky duck.
Geo, I am glad you liked it. Because the new phone book is here!
it made it that much more special knowing we'd been safe...
He put the stick where??
I'd a yacked too.
My experience was with a more, um, cylindrical version of a probe. But, hey, everything's bigger and better in Texas.
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