This morning hubby and I were lounging in bed, enjoying a lazy Saturday morning, taking bets on what exactly that little camera is going to find when it goes up in me on the 3rd.
He says aliens.
While that's funny, I doubt any pesky E.T.s would have escaped previous ultrasounds and tests.
My money's on finding a huge set of sharp teeth where my endometrium should be, ready to devour any unsuspecting embryos we place in its path. A deeper variation on vagina dentata.
And see, here is where you really need the visual I provided. I'll let you think up your own.
There's still plenty of time to put your wagers in. Any takers?
4 comments:
Ummmm....Jimmy Hoffa?
Now that's funny.
And would also explain those extra pounds that have been creeping on.
Hey,
Just found your blog! I just did a hysteroscopy (my Hubby thought they would find a spanish gold coin in there instead of aliens). All they found was a little scar tissue and a thin lame uterus. Well Good luck!
i don't think i can trump Jimmy Hoffa -- although my bet is on the aliens because they are smarter than us.
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