finally! The waiting is over and I get to talk to my doctor. The rest of the discussion isn’t really ready for the blog at the moment. If I still keep this blog up in five years… maybe. But this isn’t one of those visits that you have to take your clothes off and have them do something. That I can deal with better. This was a discussion and I think I have more anxiety around this than to go in and get a pap smear. The second time I went to get a pap smear was a traumatic experience that I didn’t go in for another 7 years. As I waited for my doctor to arrive, I recalled that experience for some reason.