Yesterday I went in for the ultrasound of my gallbladder. The appointment was at 9:00 am. Of course, Porgie slept until 8:00. When she finally woke me up, I was running around the house like a madman. Between 8:00 and 8:30, I feed Porgie a bottle, got dressed, put on my make-up, and brushed my teeth. By 8:35, I was on my way to the doctor's office.
I was pretty proud of myself for getting ready so quickly. I reached the office a few minutes before 9:00, and casually strolled toward the building. Upon reaching the front doors, I suddenly realized that I wasn't wearing a bra. How the hell does a girl leave the house without a bra? My brain is truly turning into mush.
I sat in the waiting room, fretting about my braless self. I analyzed the breasts of every other woman in the waiting room. I was hoping that maybe some of the other people were as stupid as me. No such luck. Everyone was wearing the proper undergarments.
When I was finally called back, the technician tucked a towel into the top of my pants and another towel into the bottom of my rolled up shirt. She knew I didn't have a bra on. I felt like the world's biggest asshole. I wanted to explain my bralessness, but decided to just keep my mouth shut. Ugh.
When I got home, I told John about my embarrassing experience. He told me that not wearing a bra is "hot." I knew he wouldn't understand.
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Pregnancy brain is such a mystery to me! But John's comment makes me laugh reminds me of something my husband would say! I think my worst pregnancy brain moment was when I went to go exercise and was on the elliptical machine for about 5 minutes before I realized that I had forgot to change into regular shoes and was working out in my flip flops! Then I was nervous the whole time that people were looking at me like I was crazy!
So, how was the ultrasound? Is the gallbladder ok?
Joe thinks I'm crazy (pregnant or not) because I do this little mental-checklist-thing before I leave the house.
Smooth my hair
check for makeup
pat boobs (to check for bra)
stomp feet (to make sure I have
shoes on)
shake car keys
Hopefully you weren't wearing a white t-shirt.
Are you ok?? how did scan go?
Hey brain mash is my speciallity, i put the milk in the cupboard and the tea in the fridge reg! And forget i've said something and repeat myself - def since been pg i've become like that!
I am thinking along the lines of the last post, hoping your t-shirt wasnt white, good job it wasnt raining it'd been like a wet t-shirt comp!
What a typical man answer eh?
Just be glad this story wasnt you!
THE WASH CLOTH
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week.
Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school,and it was already around 8:45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to spare.
As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash to be presentable.
I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, Threw on some clothes hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up n the table, looked over at the otherside of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctorsaid, "My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?" I didn't respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home.
The rest of the day was normal... some shopping, cleaning, cooking,etc. After school when my six year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, "Mommy, where's my washcloth?" I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.
I received that as a joke in my inbox years ago and it still makes me giggle.
Karla, I am dying laughing. :) My baby thinks it's funny too or at least she's giggling her head off!
Christy--so how did the ultrasound go? When will you know the results???
Did they give you a peak at the baby when the did the scan?
Sorry about the bra. :) Just pretend you are French.
Everyone,
The ultrasound went fine (I guess). I couldn't see the screen and the girl performing the ultrasound didn't talk to me. She had a co-worker in the room, and they pointlessly blabbed the whole time. When the ultrasound was complete, I asked if everything looked okay. She told me that she could not dicuss my results and that my doctor would contact me in a few days. Hopefully everything is fine. I really don't think I have a problem with my gallbladder. My grandmother had to have her gallbladder removed - she was incredibly ill (adominal pain, diaherra, vomiting). I feel fine.
And no, she did not let me sneak a peek at the baby. That might have made the whole bra issue seem trivial.
yes i pack a lot of stuff.....the one time i didn't brandon spit on his outfit so i changed him, then he shit all over that one and i was left with no clothes in the middle of winter and he went home in a diaper and poor excuse for a jacket!
lol, Christy.
for me, in early pregnancy, my breasts are so sore i sleep with my damn bra on! but i'd probably have forgotten my underpants on a morning like yours, which would have been embarrassing. :)
shitty that they wouldn't tell you more during the u/s or let you look at the baby...keep us posted.
Ha hahaha! I couldn't imagine going anywhere without my bra in early pregnancy, they were so sore; however, they've also never looked so good, so you go, girl!!
LOL!!
Don't sweat it. Ultrasound Girl was probably just jealous of your fantastic confidence.
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