DTD

Yesterday I went to the DTD (Down There Doctor) for my yearly PAP. I haven't had one since Blaykli was born and she will be 2 1/2 next month so it was time, although it became clear yesterday why I haven't made that a priority, it's no fun! While I was in the office so many memories of my Germany experience flooded through my mind. First of all, when the doctor told me to get undressed, he gave me a sheet to put over myself and left the room. In Germany, if you want to get undressed in private you have to go into a bathroom and THERE WAS NO SHEET TO COVER YOURSELF WITH!!! I would always wear the longest shirt I could find so that I could kind of cover myself while I walked across the room to the chair of doom.
There was no table in Germany, it was a chair with stirrups and if you think that was easy to get into when your 7,8, and 9 months pregnant you can think again. I wish I could draw so that I could give you a visual but you will just have to ask for one next time you see me in person. Another huge difference was that they gave me a PAP every stinkin' appointment, that was every 3 weeks ladies and I'm not joking! The real kicker though was that after I had Blaykli they wanted to keep me in the hospital for a full week. Um, no thank you, I'm an American and 3 days is plenty long with people who can't communicate with me. I asked to go home early and they told me I could go but not until the checked me. I didn't realize that that meant another PAP 3 days after giving birth with the stitches and all!!! Seriously, they are lucky somebody didn't die that day.
Anyway, I shared some of those memories with my doctor and his nurse and he assured me that he would always give me a sheet and only give me my PAP once a year. Life is good!!