I got a Christmas card from a gynecologist. I say ‘a’ gynecologist, because it was not ‘my’ gynecologist. I’ve been seeing the same GYN for years and the only thing he’s ever sent me was a bill for lab work. I’d like to think I’d remember all the people who I’ve had to pay to look at my privates. It’s a short list and not something you tend to forget. But on the other hand, it can be an experience you’d like to block out. I don’t know why I’d get a card from a doctor I’ve never seen. At first it seemed a little creepy, but maybe he’s just trying to drum up business. The card is pretty, hand signed and my name is spelled correctly. What the hell, I made an appointment.