i am eating a muffin. bananna nut to be sure.

PP took about two hours. i was terrified.

the breast exam wasn;t to bad. the cervical exam was… weird, but not too bad.  I kept feeling her hair brush my inner thigh.  It tickled.  

it was the end that was the worst.

they almost made me pay.

i was checking out, and according to my pay stub, i make more than 10,000 a year. by about 82 dollars.

yea…

so i would have owed them $100, total.

thank God the lady asked, and thank God Ms. BJ changed it. Instead of dividing it by 52, she divided it by 12, since that’s how many weeks I work.

It was close. Really, fucking close.

And I can just go to the Planned Parenthood in Chicago for refills. Which is awesome.

I am glad I went. Even if It was terrifying. Thank God… really.