I was in the hospital the morning after giving birth to my first child. Now when you are in the hospital having a baby it seems like everyone who comes in needs to examine you. There are doctors, nurses, sometimes groups of student/interns, all of them asking you to put your feet up in the stirrups so they can see how far you're dialated, etc.



So anyway, having been poked, prodded and examined countless times in the hours leading up to the baby's arrival, here I am early the following morning. A young man enters my room wearing a green scrub type outfit, complete with a cap and ....

I was going to an outdoor concert in the park with my boyfriend. His sister had saved us seats in the front row and as we were walking down the isle I twisted my ankle and fell forward...I was wearing a summer dress and no underwear.

When I fell forward my dress flew up. The pain was so bad that I passed out. I was lying on the steps with my feet up higher than my head and my dress was up to my mid back and my bare ass was exposed to the crowd.

My boyfriend tried to shake me and help me but he didn't do anything to cover my ass. His sister ran to us and pulled my dress down as I was ....