In which I might share too much.
Ah the OB/GYN. I swear it used to not hurt. Good part, *that special moment* passed quickly, if you know what I mean.
“I need to make sure you’re going to have your period before you take the birth control.”
(implication: just in case I *did* it, and thus may be with child)
Me: “Oh, no problem, no action on my end.”
The nurse practitioner: “Oh, well, in that case you can start tomorrow.”
Ah. Now time to take my dog to the vet. Pretty sure they’re not shoving stuff up her hoohah.