And for me, it’s also the pap papiest time of year when I get to see my gynecologist whom I’ve had a crush on since I first met him 18 years ago due to my miscarriage. There I was looking stunning in my hospital gown, eyes puffy from crying and nose red from blowing. Yes, five pokes in my arm later courtesy of an inept nurse who could not find a vein worthy for the intravenous line, there he stood: My McDreamy who has a smile like George Clooney (who has Dr. roots from ye ole ER!), holding my hand telling me all would be ok as my then husband lay passed out on the chair woozy from watching Nurse Ratched (from classic film, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest) use his beloved wife as a push pin.
And, McDreamy was correcto since a year and 38 hours later I gave birth via a C-section to a healthy 22 inch, 8 pound baby boy OUCH! Once again, their George McDreamy stood holding my hand, this time yours truly looking even more alluring then when we first met -adorned with body fluids that only our septic tank should witness. He smiled that cute little smile and sweetly assured me not to worry and all would be ok. And, once again there was my hubs sitting on the side, nearly passed out, woozy from seeing my blood, sweat and tears.
And, that’s how this now 18-year-old relationship began. It’s sorta like the movie “Same Time Next Year” where Alan Alda and Ellen Bursytn meet at a romantic inn, both married and have an adulterous affair ‘same time every year’ for 26 years sharing a ‘rainbow’ of emotions…
Well McDreamy and I haven’t exactly shared a rainbow of emotions-pain yes, but anyone who’s seen you looking like a character from tales from the crypt and delivers the most important thing in your life is someone whom you will always share a special connection and fondness. So when it’s our ‘annual date’ we always greet each other with a warm hug, catch up on family and kids, I show him pix of Luke, we talk about career, politics, biking, swimming and books we’ve read. Then it’s time to get me in the saddle so to speak 🙂
PLEASE NOTE: Unlike the movie, there is no impropriety on either of our part though I confess the thought has crossed my mind but I also have fantasies of Brad Pitt, Bradley Cooper, Hugh Jackman and George Clooney. Nope McDreamy is all business…Damn it!! Kidding!!…And, btw I promised him I wouldn’t use his name just in case someone got the wrong idea –but ‘tis nice to dream vs. scream during these moments! I’m sure you get how it makes it a lot easier to endure the discomfort of being in those stirrups and having your insides feel like their being extracted during for the exam and pap culture.
Now you know why I’m of good cheer and why this is the pap-pappiest time of my year…And, of course knowing all is fine with my bod will make me even happier!
A bientot my McDreamy. Can’t wait to see you same time next year! Happy Holidays!
Love as always to hear any of your McDreamy tales etc here, or FB or tweet moi! Spread the glove…hmmm not in the doctoral sense LOL!