I am one of those women who is supposed to get a pap smear every year. No ifs ands or buts about it.
It's been, ahem, four years.
But c'mon, can you really blame me? It's basically paying some stranger to:
Shove cold metal objects up your twat and offer unfelt apologies.
Teach them about infection control and prevention with extra credit for having anything to contribute to the conversation regarding painful sex.
Give you bad news with a complimentary side of ignorance.
Seriously though, there is a reason I am supposed to do this every year. And it scares the shit out of me. So I use avoidance in hand with denial. Works beautifully until some test comes back abnormal lol.
And I really really wanted to cancel my appointment tomorrow.
But Alpha threatened to tie me to a chair. And sprinkle sand on my clean floor. While simultaneously rearranging objects and leaving them out of place.
So I'll go. But I weally, weally, weally don't want to.