Mine is this morning. I really like my doctor, both as a professional and as a person. But, quite honestly, I’d be thrilled if I never had cause to see her again. At least not in a sterile cubicle while she’s wearing a lab coat. Socially would be okay.
- Do everything you can to look absolutely killer. Good hair and good makeup help you feel human in the midst of indignity.
- Wear lots of jewelry. That way when you’ve been told to strip to your birthday suit, you can enjoy the sneaky victory of still wearing SOMETHING.
- Ditto socks, if it’s not a sweltering summer day (as it is here – I had to go with sandals this time).
- Wear clothes that make you feel awesome, but which are easy to get in and out of. Struggling into Spanx in the exam room: BAD.
- Plan a treat for yourself later in the day as a reward for doing this necessary but crappy thing. Last year I scheduled my exam for the same day when I was taking off with two of my babies to fly cross-country to visit their sibling. The exam was a mere eye-blink in the joy of that day. Nothing so grand this year, but I am planning a night out to see the movie about Beach Boy Brian Wilson, “Love and Mercy.”
This year’s visit is even more vexing, as I’ve turned the big 5-0, and will inevitably be ordered to schedule my first colonoscopy. All my stubbornness, willfulness, and love of anarchy will come into play on this one.
But I’m having a good hair day and I’m wearing a great new outfit and some super-cool jewelry. Power to the people!