Test Tickle

This is it, the end of the puns and the below the belt talk - and boy do we end it on an up note - if you know what I mean...

I had no idea that a sonogram could be sooooooo long and sooooo akward. It was a LADY that gave me the sonogram, probably my age, blonde hair - fortunately she was married and had her kids photos plastered about the sonogram room. Thank Heavens, I needed something distracting to look at.

I am laying naked from the waste down on this table in a dimly lit room. I kept saying to myself, "Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy, etc." I know them all by heart and they kept my mind from wandering. Ladies, you have no idea how easy it is for a man to get - happy, but it doesn't take much and man, I still can't believe I maintained control.

Kelly (I figure we can be on first name basis since she is the only female to have seen me naked other than my mom) says to me, "This gel is heated so it shouldn't be too uncomfortable." Are you kidding? My heart was racing, I did everything, and I mean everything to keep my body from making flight reservations. I could just hear her saying, "Well, it looks like you're ready for take-off", and trying to act all nonchalant. ( I hope my mom isn't reading this.)

Well, after about 20 minutes of probing, she actually said the word probe, she determined that I was okay and that it was probably just an infection like Dr. Allen had said. Ugh. So glad all of that is over.

Thanks for all of the great support and prayers and laughs through all of this, the internet is a great thing in times like this.