Have you ever noticed that the expression "If you don't have something nice to say ..." does not apply to pregnant women? When I was pregnant with my first baby, the comments I received ranged from mildly disturbing to excruciatingly unbearable.
I am so over "free time." I am one of those neurotic types who thrives when every second of my life is plotted out. I actually feel high when I am doing 15 things at once. Why am I afraid to sit still?
At 62, Arline Mathews was brutally raped. Now 20 years later, her attacker could be released from jail for good behavior. She is now doing everything in her power to change these policies to ensure that he and others like him are locked away for life.
Today I decided to embark on a new experience -- the Korean spa. Even though spa treatments actually seem to have the reverse effect on me.
One of my more neurotic obsessions is my fixation on my kitchen floor. The second it looks acceptably clean, it gets filthy again. At any given moment, the kitchen floor is a smorgasbord of milk droplets, paper clippings, and regurgitated strawberries.
I took my daughter Kiana to her toddler group today. As we all sat down for the "mommy discussion" while the children played, the facilitator asked, "Any questions?"
I have come to believe that no male physician, no matter what his education, training, and experience, can truly understand the angst a woman experiences when her vagina gets sick. Consequently, when I am having an embarrassing female issue, the last thing I want to do is seek help from some a**hole doctor with a penis.