GeekoftheWeek Ah, yes, the old 'go out in ugly big knickers and don't trim your fanjo hair' trick, as a form of self-enforced chasisty - I've tried it myself. Several times. It doesn't really work does it?
LeQueen and ESP (that fart story was hilarious BTW) you have both just reminded me of another cracker:
Best friend used to live near a teaching hospital and took to hanging out with lots of dishy junior doctors. One of them had a very memorable name - but for these purposes let's call him Joe Bloggs.I never actually met him at the time, but she used to talk about him so often I started to feel like I knew him. He was training in Obs and Gynae.
Fast forward a few years and I'm PG with DS1, and have gone to a hospital appointment, living in a totally different area now. I am lying on the examining table having taken off my bra because the Dr needs to examine my breasts. He's just warming his hands up when I glance at his name badge, sit bolt upright and say:
OMG! You're Joe Bloggs! I know you!'
He says: Erm, I'm sorry but I don't think you do.'
'Well I don't exactly know you but my friend Sally, remember her? blah blah blah...this is amazing! She won't believe it when I tell her! I remembered your name after all these years!
He shuffled about a bit, mumbled some polite nonsense about passing on his regards, then had to ask me to lay back down so he could fondle my breasts.
The worst bit is that whenever I recount this tale everyone I know says 'Breast exam? Since when did being PG mean you had a breast exam?
I'm starting to think either:
He was newly qualified and they sent all the sucker first timers in, because they knew no better and didn't dare question the relevance. I was used as a living lump of teaching fodder
Or: he was just copping a feel for no good reason.
Someone please tell me they've been given a breast exam as routine whilst PG. Please?!