When you're off to have a pelvic scan and it just so happens you walk into the room and are greeted by a good looking, young man.
"Hello, I will be your sonographer today".
I think the hairs on my legs grew an inch all out of nervousness.
Suppose I should tell you also, don't forget to drink loads of water, cause if you don't, they may ask if they can do an internal scan.
Oh why did I say yes! I could feel the hairs on my legs accidentally rub up against his arm...
Poor man is scarred for life.
Share your hairy legged stories please.
I need a good coping method.
For the record, It was not a pregnancy scan.