Getting the Nerve
I had finally talked myself into getting on birth control at the age of 24, after being told for about 11 years that it would benefit me in more ways than one. The most obvious of benefits would be the prevention of pregnancy, while other benefits included a more bearable menstrual cycle. So, I called my local health department, and made the appointment to feel violated by a doctor.
I was prepared for the inevitable talks about the importance of condoms and such, so it wasn't much of a surprise when they asked me if I used them. I was compelled to be honest. I told them I used them on occasion, less often than I should. At that point, they informed me that they would have to do a pregnancy test before they could get me on any form of birth control. The test was negative, all systems were go.
We went through the usual exam, legs up in the air, doctor with her face too close to my vagina for comfort. She said everything looked fine, but if the tests came back with anything unusual, they would call. If I didn't hear from them, everything came back fine.
I was prepared for the inevitable talks about the importance of condoms and such, so it wasn't much of a surprise when they asked me if I used them. I was compelled to be honest. I told them I used them on occasion, less often than I should. At that point, they informed me that they would have to do a pregnancy test before they could get me on any form of birth control. The test was negative, all systems were go.
We went through the usual exam, legs up in the air, doctor with her face too close to my vagina for comfort. She said everything looked fine, but if the tests came back with anything unusual, they would call. If I didn't hear from them, everything came back fine.
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