Thursday, 28 January 2016
Smile.....: The innocence of a child.
Smile.....: The innocence of a child.: A child's mind is such an innocent and often inquisitive thing, with everything a child comes across goes the question "But why?&qu...
Smile.....: I should have shaved them both!!!!
Smile.....: I should have shaved them both!!!!: I had been suffering from a very painful ankle for a number of years, and managed to bear it until recently. I saw my GP who could feel a...
I should have shaved them both!!!!
I had been suffering from a very painful ankle for a number of years, and managed to bear it until recently.
I saw my GP who could feel a lump on my Achilles tendon, so he referred me to see a consultant at the hospital.
After a number of months my appointment came through to see the consultant, on examination he said he could feel a lump, he wasn't sure what he was dealing with, so arranged a scan for the following Sunday, which was quite quick really, but i was quite pleased with the Consultant for getting me in for the scan so soon.
The day of the scan arrived, i had got up late, and was rushing around like a fool, then i realised i hadn't shaved my legs, so i quickly go into the bathroom, take off my sock and roll up my trouser leg, and soap my leg up and start to shave quickly, i cut myself several times because i was in such a hurry, but i put plasters on the cuts and put my sock and shoe back on and pulled down my trouser leg.
My Dad turned up to pick me up, we managed to get to the hospital on time, and there were only a few people waiting to be seen, so i took a number and waited.
After a while past my actual appointment time i was asked to go into a room and take a seat. The doctor asked me a few questions then asked me to roll up my trouser leg and lay face down on the bed, so i did as he asked.
He began by feeling my Achilles tendon which was very uncomfortable. He then asked me why i had so many plasters on my leg, i told him i was shaving in a hurry and cut them.
The scan room was quite dark, and it was quite relaxing even with the pain, and he began to scan my ankle, and said the swelling was showing up and it look like at some point i had a little tear in the tendon and the lump was the repair my body had done, but he wanted to compare it with the other Achilles tendon. Panic set in.
I went to get up off the bed and he told me to stay there and he would have the nurse take my shoe and sock off and roll up my trouser leg. The nurse came in and i was cringing as she removed my sock and began to roll my trouser leg up, when i asked her to stop, so she stopped and asked me what the problem was, so i turned over and sat up, and in painful embarrassment i explained that i was in a hurry that morning and only shave the left leg, because that was the one with the issue, so i hadn't actually shaved my right leg because i didn't think they would need to see it.
My face was burning with shame, the nurse and the doctor were laughing. They told me to lay back down face down and she began to roll up my trouser leg and i lay there eyes tightly shut waiting for a comment. As soon as the nurse began to roll up my trouser leg she began giggling, and by the time she got to my knee she was laughing hysterically, she asked me when i last shaved my legs, so i told her i was single so it wasn't important to shave them all the time and it had been a month or so.
The doctor began to feel my right ankle, he was chuckling, and then he scan the ankle and it was fine. He told me to turn over and sit up, so i did, still glowing with embarrassment. They asked me to stand with my legs together, which i did and the nurse said it looked like i had a knee length sock on my right leg, i laughed but told her it wasn't that hairy and she might be exaggerating just a little bit.
The doctor told me to put my socks and shoes on and roll my trousers back down. I just wanted to get out of that room!!
The nurse switched the light on and said i could leave, but as i went to walk out of the door at high speed, the nurse stopped me and asked if i minded if she told the story to her colleagues, to which i replied, no problem, go for it. And she thanked me for brightening up her Sunday shift which had been dragging until i went in. She said that never had she seen a patient go in with one shaved leg and one hairy one.
I went back into the waiting room and my Dad asked me what all the laughing was about, so i told him, and he began laughing, he laughed all the way home, no sympathy for my embarrassment what so ever!
These days i make sure i shave both legs every week just in case i should have to go back.
I saw my GP who could feel a lump on my Achilles tendon, so he referred me to see a consultant at the hospital.
After a number of months my appointment came through to see the consultant, on examination he said he could feel a lump, he wasn't sure what he was dealing with, so arranged a scan for the following Sunday, which was quite quick really, but i was quite pleased with the Consultant for getting me in for the scan so soon.
The day of the scan arrived, i had got up late, and was rushing around like a fool, then i realised i hadn't shaved my legs, so i quickly go into the bathroom, take off my sock and roll up my trouser leg, and soap my leg up and start to shave quickly, i cut myself several times because i was in such a hurry, but i put plasters on the cuts and put my sock and shoe back on and pulled down my trouser leg.
My Dad turned up to pick me up, we managed to get to the hospital on time, and there were only a few people waiting to be seen, so i took a number and waited.
After a while past my actual appointment time i was asked to go into a room and take a seat. The doctor asked me a few questions then asked me to roll up my trouser leg and lay face down on the bed, so i did as he asked.
He began by feeling my Achilles tendon which was very uncomfortable. He then asked me why i had so many plasters on my leg, i told him i was shaving in a hurry and cut them.
The scan room was quite dark, and it was quite relaxing even with the pain, and he began to scan my ankle, and said the swelling was showing up and it look like at some point i had a little tear in the tendon and the lump was the repair my body had done, but he wanted to compare it with the other Achilles tendon. Panic set in.
I went to get up off the bed and he told me to stay there and he would have the nurse take my shoe and sock off and roll up my trouser leg. The nurse came in and i was cringing as she removed my sock and began to roll my trouser leg up, when i asked her to stop, so she stopped and asked me what the problem was, so i turned over and sat up, and in painful embarrassment i explained that i was in a hurry that morning and only shave the left leg, because that was the one with the issue, so i hadn't actually shaved my right leg because i didn't think they would need to see it.
My face was burning with shame, the nurse and the doctor were laughing. They told me to lay back down face down and she began to roll up my trouser leg and i lay there eyes tightly shut waiting for a comment. As soon as the nurse began to roll up my trouser leg she began giggling, and by the time she got to my knee she was laughing hysterically, she asked me when i last shaved my legs, so i told her i was single so it wasn't important to shave them all the time and it had been a month or so.
The doctor began to feel my right ankle, he was chuckling, and then he scan the ankle and it was fine. He told me to turn over and sit up, so i did, still glowing with embarrassment. They asked me to stand with my legs together, which i did and the nurse said it looked like i had a knee length sock on my right leg, i laughed but told her it wasn't that hairy and she might be exaggerating just a little bit.
The doctor told me to put my socks and shoes on and roll my trousers back down. I just wanted to get out of that room!!
The nurse switched the light on and said i could leave, but as i went to walk out of the door at high speed, the nurse stopped me and asked if i minded if she told the story to her colleagues, to which i replied, no problem, go for it. And she thanked me for brightening up her Sunday shift which had been dragging until i went in. She said that never had she seen a patient go in with one shaved leg and one hairy one.
I went back into the waiting room and my Dad asked me what all the laughing was about, so i told him, and he began laughing, he laughed all the way home, no sympathy for my embarrassment what so ever!
These days i make sure i shave both legs every week just in case i should have to go back.
Wednesday, 9 January 2013
The innocence of a child.
A child's mind is such an innocent and often inquisitive thing, with everything a child comes across goes the question "But why?"
You can explain to your hearts content, but the answer you give will never satisfy the curious mind of a child.
The way in which a child views the world is quite often very different to the way we ourselves view it, a child sees things for what they are.
Sometimes on very rare occasions a child's innocence and inquisitive nature can also cause us huge embarrassment, as I discovered when my daughter who is now 18 years old, was just 2 years old.
I had my 3 yearly appointment at my G.P's surgery for a smear test, the appointment every woman dreads, and no matter how many times the nurse assures you "I've seen it all before" it doesn't take away the horrible feeling of laying on a couch legs akimbo with your worldly goods on show, however on this occasion she had not actually seen mine before, because I had recently moved to the area and therefore it was my first appointment with her. I almost felt compelled to introduce her to 'it'
The appointment was a little awkward, because I had my daughter with me, and could not leave her in the waiting room, even if I could have done so I wouldn't want to. So the nurse asked her if she would like to do some drawing, she left the room and came back with some plain paper and a handful of crayola crayons.
The nurse asked me to go the other side of the curtain and remove the bottom half of my clothing and lie down on the bed, begrudgingly I followed her instructions, she then came inside the curtain, and put a small sheet over me, then those awful words followed " Pull your knees up, ankles together and drop your legs" Again I did as I was asked, "relax Sharon" she said as she clumsily tried to put the speculum in, this piece of equipment can only have been modelled on a car jack, it is awful, and I swear they put them in the freezer before hand just for shits and giggles!
So there I lay in the most unladylike fashion, when the nurse turned away to reach for something, and I heard a little voice say "Momma, I can see right up your bum" I snapped my legs shut, with the speculum still in place, which was agony and burst out laughing, the nurse had tears streaming down her face, it was a few minutes before we had both composed ourselves to enable her to continue with the test.
Once the test had been done I dressed myself and held my daughters hand as we walked out of the room, and just as we had got back into the waiting room to leave, my daughter looked up at me with her big green eyes and said with a giggle "Momma I seed right up your bum I did" there must have been 8 people in the waiting room, I couldn't get out of that door quick enough, I was so embarrassed and so red faced it hurt!
And just to top the day off nicely, once we had got back in the house I discovered that my little innocent 2 year old had robbed the crayons from the nurses room, but I'll be buggered if I was going to go back, not after they all knew my daughter had seen right up my bum.
You can explain to your hearts content, but the answer you give will never satisfy the curious mind of a child.
The way in which a child views the world is quite often very different to the way we ourselves view it, a child sees things for what they are.
Sometimes on very rare occasions a child's innocence and inquisitive nature can also cause us huge embarrassment, as I discovered when my daughter who is now 18 years old, was just 2 years old.
I had my 3 yearly appointment at my G.P's surgery for a smear test, the appointment every woman dreads, and no matter how many times the nurse assures you "I've seen it all before" it doesn't take away the horrible feeling of laying on a couch legs akimbo with your worldly goods on show, however on this occasion she had not actually seen mine before, because I had recently moved to the area and therefore it was my first appointment with her. I almost felt compelled to introduce her to 'it'
The appointment was a little awkward, because I had my daughter with me, and could not leave her in the waiting room, even if I could have done so I wouldn't want to. So the nurse asked her if she would like to do some drawing, she left the room and came back with some plain paper and a handful of crayola crayons.
The nurse asked me to go the other side of the curtain and remove the bottom half of my clothing and lie down on the bed, begrudgingly I followed her instructions, she then came inside the curtain, and put a small sheet over me, then those awful words followed " Pull your knees up, ankles together and drop your legs" Again I did as I was asked, "relax Sharon" she said as she clumsily tried to put the speculum in, this piece of equipment can only have been modelled on a car jack, it is awful, and I swear they put them in the freezer before hand just for shits and giggles!
So there I lay in the most unladylike fashion, when the nurse turned away to reach for something, and I heard a little voice say "Momma, I can see right up your bum" I snapped my legs shut, with the speculum still in place, which was agony and burst out laughing, the nurse had tears streaming down her face, it was a few minutes before we had both composed ourselves to enable her to continue with the test.
Once the test had been done I dressed myself and held my daughters hand as we walked out of the room, and just as we had got back into the waiting room to leave, my daughter looked up at me with her big green eyes and said with a giggle "Momma I seed right up your bum I did" there must have been 8 people in the waiting room, I couldn't get out of that door quick enough, I was so embarrassed and so red faced it hurt!
And just to top the day off nicely, once we had got back in the house I discovered that my little innocent 2 year old had robbed the crayons from the nurses room, but I'll be buggered if I was going to go back, not after they all knew my daughter had seen right up my bum.
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