Share Wear

I’ve written a couple of posts since I told you the story of my panty escapades during my writers conference trip.

One of my dear writer friends, Cathy West, even left a comment on one particularly well-thought-out and relevant post, saying that while my subject matter was all well and good, I should stick closer to the topic my audience is most interested in: panties.

In my eight years of blogging, I’ve purposefully remained a generalist. I have avoided becoming a blogger who only writes about writing, or about personal finances, or decluttering, or my faith, or my family, or elder care. Sure, I cover my personal experience in those areas, but there are so many other things happening in life, I just didn’t want to be tied down.

What if I occasionally dabbled in politics? Or the unwinding stock market? Wouldn’t fallible readers just love to know my opinions about the sub-prime mortgage debacle or Sarah Palin?

Just when I was starting to wonder, I landed in the hospital. I was only there 24 hours, from Friday night till Saturday evening, but during those tense hours in tube after tube after tube (dear Lord, deliver me!) I had a lot of time to reflect on you, my dear audience.

And since I landed in the ER without any spare panties, I also had plenty of time to wonder where my next pair would come from.

By Saturday morning, I felt pretty desperate to get cleaned up. Doug wouldn’t be arriving for several more hours, and I was stuck with the same pair of underwear I’d arrived in. I’m sorry, but that just doesn’t work for me.

I’d told Doug what to bring with him when he came, but my troubled mind conjured images of my last trip to the ER when I’d given him similar instructions. Back then, after I was admitted and knew I’d be an in-patient for several days, I asked my dear husband to bring five pairs of panties. It seemed like a simple enough request.

He brought one pair of raggedy underwear, three bras, and two girdles. Dave Barry might be able to make this up, but I am NOT.

This time, I couldn’t take any chances. What if he showed up with a freakin’ Spanx???

So, after getting cleaned up, I told the nurse that I’d found myself utterly and irretrievably pantyless until my husband’s visit, and she seemed to understand how much security I take in underwear.

She came back into my room in a moment with a sealed packet of…something. I honestly had no idea what. “These will work until your husband gets here,” she said.

I tore open the package to discover two rectangles of paper mesh. Each one was approximately six inches wide and three inches high. The nurse had already left the room, so I could not question her about her gift and how on earth to make it work on a body older than age three.

So I did what I do best: I experimented. I went into the bathroom and studied one of those rectangles until I figured out which end was up. Sure enough, one of the six-inch sides opened wide enough for me to insert a hand. Then my hand kept on traveling until it opened up a tiny leg hole on the other side.

But would an actual, real woman’s thigh fit through it? I became ever more determined to find out!

Miracle of miracles, it worked! The paper mesh stretched in both directions, and in no time, I knew the height and width and breadth and depth of a darned substantive pair of disposable panties.

No sooner had I emerged from the bathroom than Doug showed up with a bag of underwear. No bras or girdles this time—-trust me, he learned his lesson on that one. I peeked into the bag and said, “I remember asking you to bring cotton panties. In the hospital, I want cotton.”

Let’s just say he’d packed some pairs that were decidedly not cotton.

“I looked through all of them,” he said. “And I liked these best.”

It figures. After all, he was my very first fallible reader.

Posted by Katy on 10/07/08 at 12:14 PM

Fallible Comments...

Oy vey. This is my fault??
I hope your stay in hospital was short-lived and you returned home without those disposables. But look at it this way, at least she didn't bring you Depends...
Don't make any more trips to the hospital!!
Posted by Cathy West on 10/07/08 at 01:36 PM
Cath--I believe in "no-fault" blogging! :)
I cannot make trips to the hospital on my own behalf now, as my MIL was admitted 24 hours after I got sprung. So we're making trips, all right.....and there are definitely Depends involved! Love you!
Posted by Katy on 10/07/08 at 01:41 PM
Katy, There definitely is a theme her ergo the panties. Glad your stay was short lived. Cathy mentioned Depends. WEll, they work. They're not pretty but they work. Sorry to hear about your MIL. My mother always said to put on clean panties when you go out because you never know what might happen. Now we have to have extras because you don't know how long it might be happening. Yikes. It's enough to make you agrophobic.
Posted by Sandi Thompson on 10/07/08 at 07:51 PM
I'm impressed at the lengths you will travel for a blog topic!

So, whatever caused you to go to the hospital is better, I pray.

Perhaps stand-up comedy is your forte?
Posted by Christa Allan on 10/08/08 at 03:49 AM
Hmmm...wishful thinking on Doug's part?! :) You know, all men are the same. LOL.
Miss and love you always.
Posted by Bridget on 10/15/08 at 12:45 PM
I enjoy anyone willing to share an underwear story and I greatly appreciate the introduction to the word 'pantyless', which I have now added to my vocabulary.
Posted by Shar on 10/16/08 at 06:55 PM
What is the nature of your mortgage? The nature of your mortgage, compared with refinancing a subprime mortgage, the kind of guarantees and the current and future value of the guarantees. Subprime Refinancing is similar to the release of a new loan. The agreement assumes that the offer and acceptance skills. What do you recommend? Only mortgage! It should be in good shape, and aims to invest in them. Further investments in the capacity building mortgage with equity and increase the value of the collateral. Therefore you need to look more like a demand for refinancing subprime mortgages for investments in mortgages. What is your credit score? It is the conviction that you want your depositors can be used to you. They come with a good credit record. Show proof of something that might affect your handling of finances. Refinancing the subprime mortgage is similar to the administration of any financial problems. If your credit result is negative, there is no need to be disturbed about this. There are always ways to get out of the situation, if you have the right to investigate. Subprime Mortgage refinancing solutions would be possible if you really your case to a potential creditor. Normally, a creditor existing situation, you the best. Online Shop Online shopping for subprime mortgage refinancing is the best option for comparing free estimates.
Posted by Jack on 01/09/09 at 06:10 PM
Lmao..! Looks like you need to buy your stuff alone.<a href="http://www.remusexhauststore.com/">Remus Exhaust</a>
Posted by Mark on 01/29/09 at 03:56 AM
Hi, Katy. Nice to read your experience. Thanks for sharing. I couldn't bear the hospital underwear and bras either. They seem so creepy. No one can tell whether they are new or used. But if the nurse asks me to wear hospital gown, that's OK. So the doctors don't have to continually cut my clothes into pieces if something goes wrong with me.
Posted by Melissa on 02/09/09 at 01:41 AM
Hospital gowns make me really uncomfortable. Hell, I never want to be in a hospital anyway. I'd rather wear <a href="http://www.cafepress.com/mondotshirts">Movie Shirts</a> if ever I'll be in a hospital. Everything inside it just creeps me..
Posted by James Bower on 02/13/09 at 07:10 PM
Well you have written really great review it shows your blogging experience . and i like the way you put all your personal experience . thanks
Posted by hosted exchange on 02/24/09 at 03:06 PM
I am really fond of reading your blogs.
Posted by Dave Mason Fan Club on 02/26/09 at 07:39 PM
Your talent shines through on these blogs. They are always interesting. Keep up the good work.
Posted by Baseball Handicappers on 03/13/09 at 11:18 PM
Your experience in writing sure helps out on these blogs.
Posted by Curved Millwork on 04/01/09 at 06:25 PM
All great stock market operators know how to properly observe, interpret, and then execute trades with the odds strongly in their favor. Money management is another important part of the equation. Keep all losses small. Learn to be wrong small and right big.
Posted by Stock Update on 11/10/10 at 05:12 PM
I found the answer in <a >google</a>, remove the topic pls.
Posted by NikolasTesla on 01/15/12 at 08:11 PM

Page 1 of 1 pages

Commenting is not available in this weblog entry.

Next entry: Broke And Broker

Previous entry: Buy And Bail, Before It's Too Late!

<< Back to main


		more fallible attitude »

Personal blog of christian writer & fallible mom Katy McKenna Raymond in Kansas City, Missouri Katy is represented by Greg Johnson at WordServe Literary Read more Katy at LateBoomer.net Follow Katy on Twitter Follow Katy on Facebook 123 Recent Posts Try Becoming Brenda Starr Off Beat Scattered That’s It So I’ve Finally Signed With An Agent. Now What? The Spoon Sciatica Sweetheart A Woman’s Train of Thought Has No Caboose However much we own, we are all still living on borrowed time After all, when restaurants shrink portions, they don’t shrink prices. As with everything in life, balance is key. Slow down, you move too fast… Yeah, I know. I have issues. Search Advanced Search Syndicate Login E me at katy @ ngenius.com	Share Wear I’ve written a couple of posts since I told you the story of my panty escapades during my writers conference trip. One of my dear writer friends, Cathy West, even left a comment on one particularly well-thought-out and relevant post, saying that while my subject matter was all well and good, I should stick closer to the topic my audience is most interested in: panties. In my eight years of blogging, I’ve purposefully remained a generalist. I have avoided becoming a blogger who only writes about writing, or about personal finances, or decluttering, or my faith, or my family, or elder care. Sure, I cover my personal experience in those areas, but there are so many other things happening in life, I just didn’t want to be tied down. What if I occasionally dabbled in politics? Or the unwinding stock market? Wouldn’t fallible readers just love to know my opinions about the sub-prime mortgage debacle or Sarah Palin? Just when I was starting to wonder, I landed in the hospital. I was only there 24 hours, from Friday night till Saturday evening, but during those tense hours in tube after tube after tube (dear Lord, deliver me!) I had a lot of time to reflect on you, my dear audience. And since I landed in the ER without any spare panties, I also had plenty of time to wonder where my next pair would come from. By Saturday morning, I felt pretty desperate to get cleaned up. Doug wouldn’t be arriving for several more hours, and I was stuck with the same pair of underwear I’d arrived in. I’m sorry, but that just doesn’t work for me. I’d told Doug what to bring with him when he came, but my troubled mind conjured images of my last trip to the ER when I’d given him similar instructions. Back then, after I was admitted and knew I’d be an in-patient for several days, I asked my dear husband to bring five pairs of panties. It seemed like a simple enough request. He brought one pair of raggedy underwear, three bras, and two girdles. Dave Barry might be able to make this up, but I am NOT. This time, I couldn’t take any chances. What if he showed up with a freakin’ Spanx??? So, after getting cleaned up, I told the nurse that I’d found myself utterly and irretrievably pantyless until my husband’s visit, and she seemed to understand how much security I take in underwear. She came back into my room in a moment with a sealed packet of…something. I honestly had no idea what. “These will work until your husband gets here,” she said. I tore open the package to discover two rectangles of paper mesh. Each one was approximately six inches wide and three inches high. The nurse had already left the room, so I could not question her about her gift and how on earth to make it work on a body older than age three. So I did what I do best: I experimented. I went into the bathroom and studied one of those rectangles until I figured out which end was up. Sure enough, one of the six-inch sides opened wide enough for me to insert a hand. Then my hand kept on traveling until it opened up a tiny leg hole on the other side. But would an actual, real woman’s thigh fit through it? I became ever more determined to find out! Miracle of miracles, it worked! The paper mesh stretched in both directions, and in no time, I knew the height and width and breadth and depth of a darned substantive pair of disposable panties. No sooner had I emerged from the bathroom than Doug showed up with a bag of underwear. No bras or girdles this time—-trust me, he learned his lesson on that one. I peeked into the bag and said, “I remember asking you to bring cotton panties. In the hospital, I want cotton.” Let’s just say he’d packed some pairs that were decidedly not cotton. “I looked through all of them,” he said. “And I liked these best.” It figures. After all, he was my very first fallible reader. Posted by Katy on 10/07/08 at 12:14 PM Fallible Comments... Oy vey. This is my fault?? I hope your stay in hospital was short-lived and you returned home without those disposables. But look at it this way, at least she didn't bring you Depends... Don't make any more trips to the hospital!! Posted by Cathy West on 10/07/08 at 01:36 PM Cath--I believe in "no-fault" blogging! :) I cannot make trips to the hospital on my own behalf now, as my MIL was admitted 24 hours after I got sprung. So we're making trips, all right.....and there are definitely Depends involved! Love you! Posted by Katy on 10/07/08 at 01:41 PM Katy, There definitely is a theme her ergo the panties. Glad your stay was short lived. Cathy mentioned Depends. WEll, they work. They're not pretty but they work. Sorry to hear about your MIL. My mother always said to put on clean panties when you go out because you never know what might happen. Now we have to have extras because you don't know how long it might be happening. Yikes. It's enough to make you agrophobic. Posted by Sandi Thompson on 10/07/08 at 07:51 PM I'm impressed at the lengths you will travel for a blog topic! So, whatever caused you to go to the hospital is better, I pray. Perhaps stand-up comedy is your forte? Posted by Christa Allan on 10/08/08 at 03:49 AM Hmmm...wishful thinking on Doug's part?! :) You know, all men are the same. LOL. Miss and love you always. Posted by Bridget on 10/15/08 at 12:45 PM I enjoy anyone willing to share an underwear story and I greatly appreciate the introduction to the word 'pantyless', which I have now added to my vocabulary. Posted by Shar on 10/16/08 at 06:55 PM What is the nature of your mortgage? The nature of your mortgage, compared with refinancing a subprime mortgage, the kind of guarantees and the current and future value of the guarantees. Subprime Refinancing is similar to the release of a new loan. The agreement assumes that the offer and acceptance skills. What do you recommend? Only mortgage! It should be in good shape, and aims to invest in them. Further investments in the capacity building mortgage with equity and increase the value of the collateral. Therefore you need to look more like a demand for refinancing subprime mortgages for investments in mortgages. What is your credit score? It is the conviction that you want your depositors can be used to you. They come with a good credit record. Show proof of something that might affect your handling of finances. Refinancing the subprime mortgage is similar to the administration of any financial problems. If your credit result is negative, there is no need to be disturbed about this. There are always ways to get out of the situation, if you have the right to investigate. Subprime Mortgage refinancing solutions would be possible if you really your case to a potential creditor. Normally, a creditor existing situation, you the best. Online Shop Online shopping for subprime mortgage refinancing is the best option for comparing free estimates. Posted by Jack on 01/09/09 at 06:10 PM Lmao..! Looks like you need to buy your stuff alone.<a href="http://www.remusexhauststore.com/">Remus Exhaust</a> Posted by Mark on 01/29/09 at 03:56 AM Hi, Katy. Nice to read your experience. Thanks for sharing. I couldn't bear the hospital underwear and bras either. They seem so creepy. No one can tell whether they are new or used. But if the nurse asks me to wear hospital gown, that's OK. So the doctors don't have to continually cut my clothes into pieces if something goes wrong with me. Posted by Melissa on 02/09/09 at 01:41 AM Hospital gowns make me really uncomfortable. Hell, I never want to be in a hospital anyway. I'd rather wear <a href="http://www.cafepress.com/mondotshirts">Movie Shirts</a> if ever I'll be in a hospital. Everything inside it just creeps me.. Posted by James Bower on 02/13/09 at 07:10 PM Well you have written really great review it shows your blogging experience . and i like the way you put all your personal experience . thanks Posted by hosted exchange on 02/24/09 at 03:06 PM I am really fond of reading your blogs. Posted by Dave Mason Fan Club on 02/26/09 at 07:39 PM Your talent shines through on these blogs. They are always interesting. Keep up the good work. Posted by Baseball Handicappers on 03/13/09 at 11:18 PM Your experience in writing sure helps out on these blogs. Posted by Curved Millwork on 04/01/09 at 06:25 PM All great stock market operators know how to properly observe, interpret, and then execute trades with the odds strongly in their favor. Money management is another important part of the equation. Keep all losses small. Learn to be wrong small and right big. Posted by Stock Update on 11/10/10 at 05:12 PM I found the answer in <a >google</a>, remove the topic pls. Posted by NikolasTesla on 01/15/12 at 08:11 PM Page 1 of 1 pages Commenting is not available in this weblog entry. Next entry: Broke And Broker Previous entry: Buy And Bail, Before It's Too Late! << Back to main


copyright 2011, ngenius media inc.

Personal blog of christianwriter & fallible momKaty McKenna Raymondin Kansas City, Missouri

Recent Posts

Search

Syndicate

Share Wear

Personal blog of christian
writer & fallible mom
Katy McKenna Raymond
in Kansas City, Missouri