I have another u/s in about two hours. I don't know how many of you are familiar with the comedian, Bill Engvall. He has a skit where he talks about a massage his wife bought him as a gift. He went to the spa, undressed, slid under the sheet, and panicked when the pretty, young masseuse walked in. She massaged his back, his legs, and slowly worked her way to his back end. The only thing he could think of as she made her way to the middle was, "Don't fart." Ever since then, that's the one thing that comes to mind whenever I find my feet in stirrups. I can't stop myself. I have a depraved mind.
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Things must be moving along. I have another u/s scheduled for tomorrow morning. According to the instructions, the daily ultrasounds start once a follicle his 1.6cm. I wish I had thought to ask how big it was. I wasn't expecting anything much yet.
2 comments:
Go Amoxicillian!!! That is awesome!!! Woo-Hoo!!!
That is hilarious...I never gave gas a thought while having an u/s..I often worry about having to go pott.y though...can you tell I work with kids???? Geez...anyways...a friend asked the dr if dinner came with the u/s since it does resemble a man's private part...I thought that was funny. Never hurts to laugh...so laugh and try to be positive. God Bless.
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