I finally did the grown up and sensible thing and went for my first test yesterday - actually, the receptionist cornered me at the doctor's last week so I was forced to really. I was pretty scared but tried to relax, etc. The nurse was lovely and kept telling me to take deep breaths. After what seemed like forever, she stopped and asked if I was a virgin...through gritted teeth I said no, and even managed a tiny laugh. Anyway, after several (painful) attempts to locate my cervix she finally found the bloody thing but then basically said I was very narrow and my cervix was too small for her silly clampy thing.
After the embarassment, I feel utterly crap about the fact I now have to go to a clinic (with tiny clampy things) and go through the whole damn thing again. I am a total weirdo? I'm dreading it ?