A Visit to the Gyno

I'd rather go to the gynecologist than to take my car for inspection.

But there are a gazillion other places I'd rather be than the gynecologist's office.

I have been seeing the same gynecologist (Dr R) for about fifteen years. He is gentle and soft-spoken and he warms up the speculum before the exam. He is willing to write a script for me whether I need an anti-depressant or a steroid for seasonal sinusitis. (I have declined. Thank you very much.) But according to him all of the symptoms I'm having from hot-flashes, mood swings, irritability, memory-issues, crazy periods, and lethargy are because I'm FAT! Memory?!? How is that even remotely possible?

I'm supposed to exercise--strenuously--every day.

WHY THE F#$K DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT?!?!

Brilliant! Just exercise!

Let me get right on that.