It’s been a minute, hasn’t it? I know we’re meant to touch base on a regular basis, and I must admit I haven’t exactly been diligent about keeping that commitment. I’m aware of the importance of our meetings, and I know it’s about time to schedule another appointment. I should just take the plunge, get comfortable, and go through with it like a responsible adult.
But let’s be real: I’m not exactly thrilled about the idea of coming in, and I’d like to explain why.
Awkward Encounters
First off, I’m essentially paying you to examine my most intimate areas. Generally, when someone gets that close, there’s usually a nice dinner involved, possibly some compliments—yet here I am, stripped down, often left in a paper gown that’s more revealing than fashionable. If I do manage to wear something nice, it gets tossed aside before you even catch a glimpse of it. And heaven forbid you see my underwear, even though you’ll soon be inches from my vagina.
I make an effort to prepare: shaving my legs, freshening up, and ensuring everything is as it should be—like any woman would before such a personal encounter. But instead of a cozy dinner with soft lighting, I find myself in your clinical, fluorescent-lit office, waiting for what feels like a quick and awkward encounter. Yes, I might be in something backless, but it’s hardly the elegant attire one might prefer for such a situation.
The Office Atmosphere
Instead of a charming restaurant ambiance, I’m left to gaze at framed flower photos and posters warning about conditions like gonorrhea. No champagne or rose petals here, just a lineup of intimidating medical instruments and sterile supplies. Is this supposed to make me feel at ease? Frankly, it only heightens my anxiety, and I can’t help but think about how I might embarrass myself on your table. Perhaps a movie beforehand would help me relax a bit.
Appreciation for Expertise
I do value your expertise, truly. After all, who else has ever told me how “fantastic” my cervix looks? (Thanks for that, I guess?) But usually, when someone gets that close, I’m not staring at harsh lights and trying to make small talk. If you’re going to be getting so personal, I’d like to know more about you—like your middle name, how many siblings you have, and maybe even your favorite Netflix show. We’re not even connected on social media, which feels odd given the nature of our encounters.
Scheduling Hesitations
So, I apologize for my tardiness in scheduling our annual check-in. I’m not exactly eager to hop onto those cold stirrups and reveal myself for inspection. It’s tough to feel excited about the visit when I can’t shake the thought of a near-total stranger being so close to where toilet paper rarely goes.
Do you appreciate the effort I put into grooming for this visit? I spent an hour contorted in all sorts of ways just to prepare for this, not to mention the feminine hygiene products that probably make your exam room smell like a floral shop. Not to mention, I’m trying to hold in gas since nerves tend to do that to me—do you even consider how awkward that is?
A Thought for the Next Appointment
So forgive me if I’m hesitant about our next appointment. Here’s a thought: next time I come in, perhaps you could greet me with a drink—tequila, perhaps?—to help ease the discomfort of that drafty paper gown.
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In Summary
In summary, while I value your medical insights, the experience often feels awkward and impersonal. A little warmth and friendliness could go a long way in making these visits less daunting.