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Happy Friday everyone and welcome to May.  We had a long week of getting the garage together so the Mr could finally park in it six weeks later.  We still have some work to do in there as far as purging and such but we needed to get the space useable again since it's been a holding tank for our old countertop/sink, old grill waiting to be picked up by a friend, insulation, built planters and patio table and extra fencing from critter cages.  We haven't had the mental drive to figure out how we get the shelves in order.  I think I'm going to have to look up some garage organizing articles or something because it's really overwhelming to look at it all.  If we can get a plan together to tackle it then maybe we'll have our weekend plans for next weekend as long as it's not hot yet because we don't want to be in a sweatbox. Now let's peek into: Dietitians Agree, Eating More Might Be the Secret to Your Strongest Year Ever   (Volume eating FTW.  It's been ...

Hump Day Poll: Who Is Lookin' at Yours


Let's talk hoo-ha's.  Vaginas.  Bearded clam.  Etc.  (Or prostates, teabags, twig and berries.)

My first gynecologist was a dude.  An old dude.  My mom's gynie because obviously when I went to her telling her some cad (the Mr) and I were thinking of doing the deed, she wanted me on the pill.  I got in within a week which is unheard of these days.  I walked in and waited in my paper gown until the first man to see the secret garden bounded in.  

Do you remember Larry "Bud" Melman from early Letterman?  Let me refresh your memory:

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Needless to say, after two years of visits with him, I came to the conclusion this man who told me PMS was "in my head" at 18 that I was not going to have someone looking at my parts that did own the same ones.  I switched to a lady doctor with another name and began mouth leaking about how he didn't listen to me so I had to switch to a woman.  She laughed and said "I know exactly what you mean, I have to listen to it when I'm at home, he's my husband."  (She was young enough to be his daughter and didn't have the same last name so there was no way for me to assume that.)  She thought it was funny and we had a great relationship until she retired to teach which devastated me.

Ever since then, I definitely knew whomever I ended up with would need to be a woman.  I just don't trust men as I approach menopause especially the more I hear things like women of menopausal ages coming in for help and they write WW in the file.  "Whining Woman."  Oh, you mean like the same whining woman who pushed your wide shoulders out of her vagina and after growing your pea brain for 9 months?  Gotcha.

Who is looking at your bits?  Why did you make that decision?


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  1. For years i drove 150 miles to Iowa to go to my out of network midwife(small hands!). Also gave me a chance to see Mom when she was in Iowa. When she retired, I finally got a local pcp. It started rough because I only saw her as follow up to ER visits. She suggested I take a more preventative view of my health and have routine physicals. She became my go to and then I learned she can also do the girl stuff so she doesn't that too. I had to switch to another dr when a job only had hmo and she didn't take it.
    As soon as I got ppo I went back. She has become a friend and was the one who pushed for hubs to go to mayo when tge local hemotologist failed him.
    I text her whenever someone in my life has a baffling health issue. My appointments are late afternoon because we sit and catch up on each other's lives for an hour after the medical stuff is done. She has held my hand through hubby and Mom's journeys.

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    1. Wow it sounds like you got one of the rare good ones! Cherish her for sure!

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  2. I still think it's funny that you ended up with that other Doctors' wife but she was a great person to have in your life for many years. Sad to see her go but I do feel like the one you have now has got your back, even if she's a little more crass.

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    1. Yes I was devastated when she retired out of the blue then recommended her partner and then stole her for teaching three years later. Thankfully after a complete dud in between, I found this one and yes, I've never had a doctor swear more than I do! šŸ˜†

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  3. The best one I had is the one who did my hysterectomy. After she left I needed to find someone and ended up going back to a former place. The NP I had was horrendous and did a pelvic exam and swabbed in under 30 seconds and jammed that scapula in so hard I yelled. Had to remind her I didnt need the swabs because I had no cervix but had one ovary to check, which she did not. I never went back and two months later they closed. My genetics nurse referred me to an NP whose name sounds familiar, so i need to call to make an appt for August. She'll be about 20 minutes away, so that's not bad. Just need to navigate my way around since it's a big campus.

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    1. Wow, I hope that wench had her license pulled!! Then consider this the reminder from the universe to make that call, missy! ;-)

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  4. I have had both. Been to several doctors over the last few years. Not impressed by any. Yeah being told it's complicated but offering no solutions isn't what I need. Sadly I believe there aren't many really qualified doctors.

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    1. It is amazing how UNIMPRESSIVE and truly uncaring doctors there are out there and I'm sorry you seem to have met your share of them.

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