My Ill Na-Na

So last week I went to the gynecologist, and before I could see the doctor I had to sign a form that said I had read the 6-page “Notice of Privacy Practices,” effective date 4/14/03. They seemed pretty surprised that I actually wanted to read the Notice before signing the form that said I had read it. So they gave me a copy, and I did read it, and I was very relieved to see the section on National Security and Intelligence Activities. I have now given permission for my gynecologist to release medical information about me to “authorized federal officials for intelligence, counterintelligence, protection of the President, other authorized persons or foreign heads of state, for purpose of determining [my] own security clearance and other national security activities authorized by law.” I hope it makes the President and all those other foreign heads of state (Stephen Harper! Hugo Chavez! Kim Jong-il!) sleep better, to know that my ladyparts are thriving.

Thanks for reading my blogpost this time, and may God bless.

Comments

[K]

Hmmm... I'm kinda imagining a giant vagina swallowing the empire state building... Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar? I think not, "mohammad" firecracker!

[Zelmo]

I think you give your cooter too much credit.

[Dan]

Damn, I wonder if my shrink has the same thing in hers...worth checking into.