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				Luckily, I can laugh about this now...
			 
			 
			
		
		
		
			
			I thought I had told this before, but a search said I didn't, so... 
 
I had my yearly right after I left my ex-husband, and my gynie suggested that I have the full panel of STD tests done, "just in case".  She gave me the prescription, and sent me to a lab. 
 
I walked in, and the waiting room was full.  There was a bank-teller-like window that I had to push my prescription under to the nurse.  She looked at it, and in a loud voice said, "I can see that you want the STD panel, but what's this HIV test?"  I blushed and mouthed, "AIDS."  She said, "I can't hear you, sweetie, what's that HIV?"  I said in a whisper, "AIDS!"  By this time, people were looking.  Again, she asked, "Just the HIV, what's that mean?"  By this time, I was beside myself and said, "AIDS!"  When she asked one more time, I grabbed the prescription and wrote, "AIDS" on it, and shoved it back.  The nurse then said, in a loud voice, "Ooooh!  AIDS!  Why didn't you say so?"  I wanted to kill her. 
 
Thank heavens, she took me next - but as she drew my blood, she told me about every local celebrity who came to her for AIDS tests!  Needless to say, I reported her the very second I got to a phone. 
 
Hope your results were the same as mine, WVU alpha phi.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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