Just a quick story from my time in the Clink. . .
On the afternoon of my first day, a second year OB came to administer a trans-vaginal ultrasound so that we could get a good idea of my cervical length. Really, they were looking for anything over 3cm. My previous measurement was 4.9. . . so the stitch was working.
This particular exam, however, wasn't to begin without some bumps. It is as if the OB wasn't even looking at her target - and as an amateur sharp shooter, I have to tell you that the more eyes on the target, the better the chance of hitting it!
Instead of gently guiding the probe into my vagina, she instead tried to force it through my clitoris. My Clitoris.
In my head, my evil voice was screaming. . "is that where yours is??" Instead of vocalizing, I simply started to raise my hips to help the OB get to the goal. Ahhhhhh.
It wasn't a good day to begin with - so really, this was all ICING.
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