(Also, your tour bus was hit by a semi around the same time?? IS YOUR LIFE A MOVIE.)

I KNOW RIGHT. It was parked at the time so, you know, not hugely traumatic. I understand that a side mirror was the biggest casualty. And actually it's lucky that it happened when it did because it delayed us leaving the rest stop and I wouldn't have gotten in an ambulance if it hadn't. (Not that I was aware of this at the time.)

Isn't being a woman awesome??

This is what I kept thinking as I skidded around the tiny ineffectually-curtained area in the exam room, wrestling with the monster hospital pads and dripping everywhere: how gory it is, sometimes, being a woman. How grim and quiet and literally bloody. What a fucking design nightmare our parts can present. Ugh.

I mean, yayyyy miracle of life. Heh.