more thoughts on OB-GYN

{do you have any idea how difficult it is to find pictures to illustrate posts about OB-GYN?}

Near the end of Y's OB-GYN rotation, someone told me a gross story that involved something disgusting about lady parts that I can't even remember anymore -- probably because I blocked it out of my memory. It was probably that bad/gross/weird.

When I told Y about the story, he shrugged, obviously uninterested. "Yeah, that happens often."

And with that, it was official: my husband was vajaded.