Showing posts with label Midwifery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Midwifery. Show all posts

Thursday, June 14, 2012

P Style


As I previously mentioned, I spent last weekend taking the ABATE course for new motorcycle riders and true to most all outside events, I was trapped in a horrendously stinky port-a-potty every few hours. This is likely the only time I ever think about what it might be like to be a man, for a day, just so I could pee standing up.

This evening I was inspired to steal a P Style from our retail cabinet and give it a whirl (well, not literally as that would be a tragic mess and defeat my intentions entirely). The P Style is a fancy little invention that allows women the satisfaction of knowing exactly what it must be like to pee like a man. Yes, this little device allows a woman to simply unzip her trousers, slip the wide part just in between her legs while standing and facing the toilet, and tip the spout into the bowl... relax... enjoy. I didn't even lift the seat! 

No mess. No leak. No dribble. Although I did consider half way through about the possibility of filling the contraption faster than it could empty and having a overflowing funnel into my pants. Even with a full bladder, the P Style stayed true to its purpose.

After I completed my mission, I returned to the package directions to discover that this device was also designed to eliminate the need for toilet paper. What? Yes, bend the knees a bit, wait for the last few dribbles, and then pull the P Style across your perineum to catch those last few drops. Dump into toilet and then wash in sink. Yep. I love it. This little gadget (mine is a beautiful lavender) is going into my saddlebag. No one will ever know what it is, but when the time is right, I'll be so grateful not to have to squat in the grass or sit my bum on a port-a-potty. 

We'll be stocking these in large quantities in our retail boutique, soon to be found at www.RedRaspberryBoutique.com.

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Saturday, March 31, 2012

Graduate School

 

I had the amazing opportunity of attending the Frontier School of Nurse Midwifery and Family Nursing in 2003, and bunk in one of the dorms with Shelley Lillard. She was the perfect roommate. Tender hearted, compassionate, and honest (snored like a drunken sailor though).



I was much thinner back then, before opening my own practice and adding the eternal maternity look caused by stress. We shared the Ina Mae Gaskin room with her psychedelic van.



Shelley and I had fun, and shared some tears. Actually, I made quite a few really great friends. I am not anything if I am not goofy, so had to add this one.



This picture, of a crowning baby, was also on our dorm room wall.