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I couldn't leave things as they were. The horror! But I didn't want to look as though I had tidied up for the doctors. (How embarrassing?)
I ummed and ahhed about this predicament for awhile (some might say too long) and decided I would do a bit but not too much. So I shaved and snipped. The result was good. Well-kept, without being show-offish. Just right I thought smugly.
When I found myself being drawn on and flashing to what felt like the whole world, I was pleased that I had made the effort. My fear of being on the receiving end of a joke while I was under general anaesthetic had all but disappeared.
You can imagine my surprise when the doctor did the big reveal on my tummy to discover that, in addition to a new belly button, I also practically had a Brazilian! All the careful ladyscaping I had done had been re-done by someone (who?) while I lay unconscious on the operating table.
So now I am in the situation of having itchy re-growth, nasty dressings that will need to be ripped off at some point (ouch), and a review at the clinic with further flashing requirements. Clearly I have too much time on my hands if I am actually thinking about this right?
I know one thing for sure. If I ever have to have surgery again, I am getting a full body wax.
Ever ladyscaped for the doctor? Come on. Be honest.