One health matter was taken care of today. I have, as my mother so eloquently put it, a critter in my cooter. Family Doc sent me to a Gyno. Gyno examined me and sent me for an ultrasound. The ultrasound was a wash - they couldn't find the critter. Gyno then sent me for a CT scan. CT scan was also a wash - they couldn't find the critter (but I did get to see the new hospital). Gyno is pissed off at ultrasound and CT people because the critter is right there (not to get overly graphic but you can see the thing if you're in the right place). Gyno says it's a cyst or blood tumour, most likely a cyst; neither of which do we need to worry about unless it becomes bothersome.
Now y'all know much more about my hooha than I ever thought I'd mention on the internet.