On Vaginal Exams During Labour
Oct. 10th, 2005 06:37 pmI have to examine you
But I will let you have
A sheet to drape over your knees,
A gooey latex glove
I have to examine you
There's no room for your mate
This stranger is a chaperone
Your husband can just wait
I have to examine you
It's not causing you pain
I think you're just too uptight
I'll start over again
I have to examine you
Come on, take off your pants
Get down there on the table
This student wants a chance
I have to examine you
You shouldn't want a choice
It's all for your own good, you know
It's good you've lost your voice
But I will let you have
A sheet to drape over your knees,
A gooey latex glove
I have to examine you
There's no room for your mate
This stranger is a chaperone
Your husband can just wait
I have to examine you
It's not causing you pain
I think you're just too uptight
I'll start over again
I have to examine you
Come on, take off your pants
Get down there on the table
This student wants a chance
I have to examine you
You shouldn't want a choice
It's all for your own good, you know
It's good you've lost your voice
(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-10 08:01 pm (UTC)I had no problem with exams either before this summer; now I can barely hold back tears while thinking of them, I can't go into a room with an exam table without having to suppress hyperventilation and I almost always need to take my husband with me. Why? Because one medical professional after another had to examine me while I was in immense pain. Sometimes I even agreed with them that they needed to. I argued with at least two of them, but to no avail: they would not do anything about my pain without examining me to prove that my pain was where I said it was. And it's amazing how much being in pain saps your ability to communicate or even form coherent thoughts.
Ask anyone who knows me or Ailbhe: "pushover" or "sheeplike" will not be in the description.
Go back under whatever rock you oozed from, or learn to think before you spout nonsense to make yourself feel superior.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-10 09:33 pm (UTC)I was very sheeplike, though, after a month of labour. Labour is tiring and painful.