Ah, yes, it's that time again. The yearly physical. Don't we all love it? Especially us ladies, eh?
"Everything off except your socks." Words to live by.
First off - let's start with the weigh-in. I decided this was going to be a "stand on the scale backwards" day for me. I didn't want to see the number. There were way too many visits to the bakery department at Fresh Market when we were in Destin.
Blood pressure - check. Pulse - still beating. All the new questions the doc has to ask to satisfy the computer gods - check.
Pelvic exam/pap smear - no check. That's right, ladies. If you live long enough and don't have any abnormal pap smears in your recent past - you're off the hook. Let's have a round of applause for the new guidelines.
I also got to pass on the blood work. My cholesterol is always high but my "good" cholesterol is good. Yea, me!
Now on to the final stage - the mammogram. Time to squish the girls. Make 'em look like pancakes. Hold your breath and go elsewhere for a few seconds. Over for another year.
When all was said and done - a good time was had by all.
Hey, I get my kicks wherever I can.