I went to my gynecologist appointment today and got new medicine. I also had an assistant cancel on me at five in the morning. She didn't even call me herself. She had her mom do it. I'm sorry I don't care if she's eighteen, when I was eighteen my mother would not have done that. She would have said "If you are grown up enough to have a job, you're grown up enough to call out of it yourself." But I guess not all mothers are as strict as mine. Never mind that, I don't think I would have the nerve to do that even if she would.

Then I went to my gynecologist. She says that my vagina is atypical, meaning smaller than average. I didn't know there were width minimums for vaginas. When she and my neurologist finally figured out what meds I should be on, she called me to ask if I wanted to undergo this surgical procedure to scar my vagina.

This will prevent me from having children forever. While having kids biologically has never been a goal because of my back, odds are that if I tried to do it, my spine will simply snap. However I am not ready to completely undergo such major change. Personally I think, and this just may be me suspicious, that there was an undertone of the whole conversation as there often is in these cases that disabled people shouldn't breed. Not that I am much in favor of breeding anyway which I mentioned, but sometimes I think I should do it, just for defiance purposes as it would piss so many people off including some supposedly liberal doctors. However, I know having kids isn't a game you play just to piss someone off.

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My assistant quit suddenly. No notice, she just didn't show up today and my other assistant (who's her best friend, btw) had to stay with me today. Fortunately, Laura can come over tonight so poor Demi doesn't need to come back. Laura is such a good friend and behind saver. I need to buy her something cool, as a thank you.

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