Debbie was due for an appointment with the gynecologist for the end of the week. But early one morning she received a call from his office that she had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 a.m. She had only just packed everyone off to work and school and it was around 8:45 already.

The trip to his office usually took about thirty five minutes so she didn't have any time to spare.

As most women do I'm sure, She liked to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time she wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So she rushed upstairs, threw off her

dressing gown, wet the washcloth that was kept beside the sink and gave herself a wash in her "fun area", taking extra care to make sure that she was presentable. She threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to her appointment.

She was in the waiting room only a few minutes when he called her in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you all do, She hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that she

was in the Caribbean or some other place a million miles away from there. She was a little surprised when the gynecologist said, "My.. we have taken a little extra effort this morning haven't we?", but she

didn't respond.

The appointment over, She heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day went as normal, same shopping, cleaning, the evening meal, etc.

At 8:30 that evening her 18 year old daughter was fixing herself up to go to a school dance, when she called down from the bathroom, "Mom - where's my washcloth?"

She called back for her daughter to get another from the cabinet.

The daughter called back, "No - I need the one that was here by the sink - It had all my glitter and sparkles in it"