My appointment with a different Ob/Gyn this morning:
Doctor: So... are you pregnant again?
Me: Oh, no. I'm just here for my final cervical cancer shot.
Doctor: Oh! You should have told the nurses at the registration earlier so we could've attended to you first.
Me: (have waited quietly for 3 hours) Actually, I did. When I handed over my appointment card.
Doctor: Alright... (looks through folder) How old is your last child now?
Me: 9 months.
Doctor: So how is your family planning like?
Me: Uh... the next child, you mean? I plan on waiting another 3 to 5 years, InsyaAllah.
Doctor: (Shocked) But that's so far away! Wait... how old are you?
Me: (confused) *mumbles disclosed information*
Doctor: (Eases down) Oh, alright then. Okay, (picks up a syringe and looks between two needles) so which one did your previous doctor use, the blue one or the orange one?
Me: It's been a while since my last visit, so... I don't remember.
Doctor: (Picks up the blue one) This one then.
Me: What's the difference?
Doctor: (While screwing the needle onto the syringe) This one is bigger, so it goes down faster. So... the arm or the butt?
Me: (Holding onto whatever's left of my dignity) The arm. Right arm, please. I'm left-handed.
Doctor: Okay! *JAB!* And you're done!
