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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702142307021187950</id><updated>2012-04-15T21:12:57.990-07:00</updated><category term="vulgarity" /><title type="text">Under Love</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://imunderlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://imunderlove.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/UnderLove" /><feedburner:info uri="underlove" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702142307021187950.post-724641435359629517</id><published>2006-11-03T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T16:34:28.035-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vulgarity" /><title type="text">My Vagina, Everybody's Business</title><content type="html">Yesterday after checking the mail for the first time in nearly two weeks, a letter from the Department of the Air Force addressed to me stuck out in my pile like an ostrich wearing a turtleneck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postmarked October 20th, the letter greets me by name and explains that October is Women's Health Month.  Followed by the following sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Our records show you are missing one or more of these important screening tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mammogram - Not indicated by age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pap Smear - No pap found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colonoscopy - Not indicated by age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please drop the enclosed stamped postcard in the mail to let us know if you've been tested..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enclosed with the memo was a festive neon green postcard, addressed and stamped on the front, and on the back it asks for details of my last mammo/pap/scopy and a box to check if I haven't had my testing completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading, I am left with a couple of nagging questions, listed in order of importance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Why neon green?  I thought that Pepto Pink was the official color of Women's Health Month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Why does the military know more about my vagina than I do?  Such as, its next date with a speculum.  I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know my vagina inside and out&lt;/span&gt; - I think I am quite qualified to say this, and so are a few dozen other people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I progressed into womanhood with the obligatory self exploration with a hand mirror.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I  am not afraid of my body or my sexuality.  I know how to work my parts, and I do so often solo and during duets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been through plenty of gyno visits - I like to pretend I'm a cowgirl while my feet are in the stirrups.  But then I think about how normally cowgirls are clothed in fancy rodeo threads instead of a smock and while they have their legs spread and in stirrups...there is not a light three times brighter than the sun shining between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 pregnancies - my first was when I lost most of my modesty.  It was high risk and involved emergency room visits where it seemed every doctor and nurse just had to get a peek, thrice as many OB/GYN visits as your average person, and lots and lots of ultrasound checks; most of which involved &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v141/teagansmama/Other/probeA.jpg"&gt;DildoCam&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Numerous sexual partners - all of which I can count on my fingers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;While I am educated enough to know that the recommended span of time between pap smears is 6 months, with all that's been going on in my life my vagina's health has been the very last thing on my mind.  Keyword: "health", my vagina's other needs are always a top priority of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you, US military for keeping track of these things for me.  I will be sending out this postcard tonight, with the following box checked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I would like a referral for ... an appointment for a pap"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October has passed, and with that Women's Health Month.  But I encourage all female readers to schedule a date with your favorite medical professional soon, if you haven't done so already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8702142307021187950-724641435359629517?l=imunderlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://imunderlove.blogspot.com/feeds/724641435359629517/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8702142307021187950&amp;postID=724641435359629517" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8702142307021187950/posts/default/724641435359629517" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8702142307021187950/posts/default/724641435359629517" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/UnderLove/~3/gvqAFsoTkiM/militaryand-my-vagina.html" title="My Vagina, Everybody's Business" /><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imunderlove.blogspot.com/2006/11/militaryand-my-vagina.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

