Recently I went to my yearly girlie appointment (that's euphemistic, isn't it?) and while I could go on all day about the crazies I saw and the un-hinged mothers there ("My daughter needs to have a doctors signature on her HPV test! Now! Now! No, N.O.W.!!")....well...I won't. You get the idea.
While it wasn't the purpose of my visit, after a few basic questions my doctor immediately prescribed me some pills that would remind my body that it is, indeed, female. It isn't normal to go over three and a half months with nary a word from Auntie Flow, unless of course you're me, and then it's yesterday's news.
Later in the day I was telling Caleb about the visit and the 5 Magic Pills I'd picked up at the pharmacy (with a $10 co-pay, those babies are $2 a pop!) to get me goin', if you will.
"Isn't it crazy," he said in all seriousness, "that they have pills to basically trigger an auto-flush?"
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So are you guys trying to get pregnant and the 5 pills are Clomid? If you are, here are good luck wishes being sent your way. Clomid can work miracles for some people. It made me cry for no reason just FYI.
Kimba are you trying to get preggers? Or just trying to bring on what the rest of us dread?
Isn't it incredible how they think of it so simplisticly? I recently had my appointment too and came home with an entire pharmacy of medicine. All Spence could say was "Not workin' so well inside, are ya?" NO concern. Amazing.
Also, is Melanie's guess correct?!
Caleb could come up with a whole ad campaign for the pharm. company.
With a title like "auto-flush" there is bound to be a catchy jingle in there.
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