So, I went in for my dental cleaning last week. Here is the scene:
Fertile dental hygienist (FDH): How are you doing?
Sara: Good, how are you?
FDH: I'm great. Lot's has happened since your last cleaning 6 months ago. I got married in June. . .
Sara: That's great. Congratulations.
FDH: . . . and I'm pregnant. I just found out.
Sara: That's so great. I'm so happy for you.
(Sara sits in dental chair, opens mouth wide, and FDH begins to scrape)
FDH: What about y'all? I forget, have you started trying yet?
(FDH takes implements out of Sara's mouth to hear answer)
Sara: Yep, we started trying almost a year ago.
FDH: Oh, I have a friend who was trying for a year and went to the Doctor and got a prescription and before she even got it filled, she found out she was pregnant.
Sara: That's great. I have an appointment in a few weeks, that would be great if it happened to me.
(FDH resumes cleaning)
FDH: I don't know. We weren't even really going to start trying for a year of so, but decided to stop preventing and just see what happens. I guess I'm just a fertile myrtle. I just didn't want to wait a year I guess because I'll be 30 in a year and didn't want to wait that long. How old are you?
Sara: (muffled, trying to speak with dental implements in mouth) Firty-two (33)
FDH: Oh, so you know what I mean. So, do you keep your legs up after sex?
Sara: (muffled) Uh, huh. Tell me about your wedding. (trying to change subject)
FDH: What about stress? Do you and your husband have stressful jobs?
Sara: Actually, no, we're pretty laid back usually.
FDH: Well, you never know. My aunt didn't think she was stressed and tried for 5 years to have a baby. She changed jobs and got pregnant right away.
Sara: Hmmm. So, where did you go on your honeymoon?
FDH: What about caffiene? Do you and your husband drink caffiene?. . . . .
So, lots of fun at the dental hygienist. I was telling my mom about it and she said, "Oh, I ran into so and so and she said you should try taking Geritol". She totally missed the point of my frustration, I guess. Argh!! My husband doesn't really get it either. He said, "Well, she was just trying to help."
Which I know is true, but I mean how uncomfortable can you get? It's not like I could go any where--having to answer all those questions when you can't move and have dental instruments in your mouth was like torture. I can see the humor in it, though, which is why I'm sharing it with all of you.
In other news, I have three baby showers to go to this week.