I was due later that week for an appointment with the gynecologist, when early one morning I received a call from his office saying that I had been rescheduled for early that morning at 9:30am. I had only just finished getting everyone off to work and school and it was around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes so I didn't have time to spare.

As most women do, I like to give a little extra effort when it comes to hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. I rushed upstairs, threw off my nightgown, wet the washcloth which was by the sink and gave myself a wash in "that" area, I threw the washcloth in the the clothes basket, got dressed, and hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

Once at the office, my name was called almost immediately. So in I go, get undressed and proceeded with the wonderful "exam". Into the exam, the Dr. replied, "My, we have taken a little extra effort this morning haven't we?" I didn't respond to this, as I was just trying to get the unpleasantness over with. Relieved when it was over, I quickly got dressed, and off I went to go about my day as usual.

Later that evening my daughter was getting ready for a school dance that night. She calls to me "Mom, where is my washcloth"? I told her to just grab another out of the cabinet. She called back and said "No, I need the one that was here this morning by the sink. It had all my glitter and sparkles in it."