Last week as I dressed in the morning preparing to go for my colonoscopy, I remembered the order of moms everywhere to their kids before they'd leave the house: put on clean underwear! Especially as I was having a medical procedure, I dutifully found and put on absolutely clean underwear. Freshly laundered in fact.
Half way to the hospital it occurred to me: no one, not the doctors, not the nurses, not the techs or anyone, was going to see my underwear that day. They could not have cared less. I would be placed behind a curtain to remove my clothes and don a hospital gown. Nothing I was wearing mattered. Not one bit.
I still get points for doing what Mama wanted though, don't I?
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