I think you forgot: 8) Boobs.
I think you forgot: 8) Boobs.
Oh, of course — the pregnancy/delivery countdown/actual labor and delivery statuses, check-ins, and pictures were excessive; the concept of editing down to just a few mom-and-baby/mom-dad-baby photos was completely lost on him. I wanted to tell him: Seriously dude, start a private blog to share with the grandparents —…
Right!? There are so many implications with what he's doing, and that's probably the most dangerous part. (Least dangerous is the fact that this kid will likely be creeped out and/or annoyed that his parents did this if he eventually wants to take over the account. If FB is still a thing in 10-15 years, that is.)
Wow, blergh doesn't even begin to describe whatever insanity that is. Somehow I didn't think my story could be topped (clearly I don't get out much), but giving the fetus a personality and having it 'talk' is just...wow. The Internet is a terrifying place.
This is the exact opposite of an acquaintance of mine, who took it to the extreme: The second he had his wife's first ultrasound, he set up a Facebook account in the baby's name, and proceeded to friend family members and friends and tag it in all future-baby-related outings, which at that point was just doctor…
"It should be embarrassing to Good Morning America and any ostensible purveyor of news (although — let's be real — most of the time, morning TV programs are circle jerks performed by real journalists who have reached the point in their illustrious careers when they can stop doing anything useful and start cashing…
For me, at least, the thought of dying makes me want to throw shit away. I realize this is ridiculous (I'm 27), but I saw, during the clean-up effort, the ridiculous amounts of crap that my late grandparents had collected over 50+ years of living in their house and I thought: I will never, ever leave this much stuff…
You know, mine does too! I always thought she was just assisting with the exam, but I suppose that's a bit naive of me. That's ok though — everyone's protected and happy that way.
Madeline, I just audibly gasped in the middle of a kind-of-a-big-deal client meeting. Because this is a WAY bigger Deal with a capital D. (Never mind that I'm only half paying attention...) The strange looks were totally worth it. Thank you! Hooray!!
I <3 it when my two favorite ladyblogs cross-over into a third dimension of awesome. Welcome!
Ohhh, no, that *is* terrible. All of it. I guess when your office is an operating room, the woman giving birth on the operating table is...the water cooler?
Totally fine. I had reservations about it originally, but went with my male GYN kind of on a whim and it worked out wonderfully. Whatever people are comfortable with is what's best for them, as long as they are getting proper care. #notallgynecologists, amirite?
In my haste to get out that terrible story, I should have edited it to put that part towards the end, before she said, "are you going to cry?" I'm fine with being asked/providing information about what I do with my life where it concerns my sexual health to a qualified professional; it was the way she said it, and,…
Yep, it was all tone and delivery. While she did mention the risks/reasoning why a person like me shouldn't get an IUD, she didn't really go into that much detail, and the way she said it was just inappropriate. If she hadn't essentially accused me of being on the verge of tears (which I was not, and I am not a person…
I do. I think the Healthcare Reform law only covers generics — so, if you need BC, you will get it. (So, even via my crap Rx insurance, I can get some sort of prescribed BC for free.) However, because NuvaRing is brand name (with no generic, and I don't want to take anything else but NuvaRing), it is essentially full…
I am. Also, disappointed. This NP likely did/does not know that, with experience, a doctor can safely insert an IUD without incident. (And I don't know what nurse practitioners' procedural limitations are, but I assume IUD insertion is beyond those limitations.)
Good christ, I am so sorry. I'd like to blame this GP's incompetence (bordering on malpractice, if it isn't already) on being a GP (and thus not as attuned to gynecological issues), but that's just taking it too far. The misdiagnosis is one thing, and the icing on the shit cake was the humiliation in her slut-shaming…
Oh god, that is horrifying. Medical professionals who let their personal beliefs interfere with listening to their patients' wishes and administering proper care is just...ugh. Inexcusable.
Yes, this is very true. She did say that, because I've never given birth, there could be physical complications. I neglected to mention this because...well, rage blackout. (And yeah, it was all tone and delivery in this case; she seemed to be far more concerned about my being an unmarried slut than the actual adverse…
Ohmygod, whaaaa!? Sounds like this woman was told tampons would take her virginity. *facepalm*