There is nothing more awkward than sitting on a long, stiff, crinkly strip of paper laid across a seafoam green table, clothes off from the waist down, and a thin, wafer-like "blanket" over my lap. Unknowing that this doctor visit would come to this, I wore my ditsy flower ruffle underwear (I wear them when I'm feeling cute and playful - everything I was not feeling at this particular moment), which only made the awkward level sky rocket. If I had any idea that I was going to be holding onto a thin paper blanket-gown for dear life with my sweaty palms, I would have worn my "doctor underwear", the really plain, solid ones that are super unimpressive and have no possible way of letting the doctor know what else might be in my underwear drawer. I unintentionally let the cat out of the bag this time, I guess.
No, this was not a gynecologist doctor appointment, as you might have imagined it to be. It was a visit to my new gastroenterologist. Why, then, was I sitting in his office with my pants off? I'm still not sure. I mean, my True Religion jeans I was wearing had a one inch zipper, and they were so low that my butt crack literally lies right below the tippy top of the jean. (I like my jeans that way. The lower they are, the more comfortable they are. It's a thing of my generation, I think.) Not to mention, I'm pretty sure my esophagus is not in my pants.
Now don't me wrong, Dr. Geller is a great doctor. He's very thorough, he attempts to figure out all of the possible problems, by taking all of the precautions. Although I'm not excited about taking yet another massive blood test, fiber supplements (no thank you!), and a .... drumroll please .... a colonoscopy. Let's get this party started already. A twenty four year old getting a colonoscopy. How unhipster of me. But I do believe in putting health before hipsterism, so, I'll take one for the team. Not to mention, colon cancer runs in my family, so I'm not messing around. This tush is not to be messed with!
However, I have two happy little side notes for you: 1. I made this sweet stretch jersey knit scarf the other day. It will be launched in the Prim Suspect Fall '09 collection, but if you'd like to purchase one ahead of time, let me know and I will make one for you. 2. I met someone who is so fantastic, at least in my book he is. He's an artist (an incredibly talented one, at that), he's a photographer, his energy level effortlessly keeps up with mine, he's artsy, French, enjoys bike rides, and so much fun. Let's just hope he doesn't disappoint, like many have in the past. I finally found one that's a good catch on more levels than just one, even my mother likes him and thinks he's "very cute". And my mom thinks all the guys I date are total tools. I'm not saying she's wrong, I'm just saying.
So here's to hoping for the best. I just want to be the best part of someone's day.
I just want to fall in love already.
Current Listen: Best I Ever Had - Drake ... for him :)
