ever the mighty shall fall

Ok, even I have my short-comings when it comes to being strong-stomached. I can handle a lot of things, most of them things that your average girl would run screaming from. But, the things that tend to make me gag and shrink away are usually pretty freaking bad.

That being said, this past weekend, I had travelled to Erie for my job. Many of you already know this. I was to go up there, recruit an entire staff because we fired every last one of those useless tits, and help out with seeing patients. I was unaware that the "help out with seeing patients" part of the show was going to involve me performing what we call "doing room".

( I'll be nice and cut the rest of the entry, in case you're squeamish. Trust me, don't read the rest if'n you have a weak stomach or are weird about abortion. )