The Wash Cloth

I was due for an appointment with the gyn later in the week.
Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me That I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am.

I had only just Packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am.The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have Any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take extra time to ensure great hygiene when Making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the Full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was Sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to Make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the Clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my Appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.
Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, Looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised When the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this morning, Haven't we?' I didn't respond.

After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home.
The rest Of the day was normal...Some shopping, cleaning, cooking.

After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out From the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth?' I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all My glitter and sparkles saved inside it.

Never going back to that doctor.

Ever.