Pissed On and Pissed Off

Today I had my pre-op testing/interview for the ganglionectomy I am having this Friday and the nurse says to me "You're the right age so I need you to pee in this cup" and I'm said "The right age for what?" Um... duh... she meant I was old enough to get knocked up, despite my religious-like precautions. I thought maybe it was some sort of drug test... not that I do drugs... anymore.

So off I go into the bathroom with my little, teeny, tiny plastic cup with my name on it and proceed to pee in the cup. Or rather, pee in the cup and all over my hand, the toilet, my leg... you get the idea.

Is it just me or does every gal have problems with this most basic of lab tests? Am I the only woman on the planet who simply cannot manage to get more than teaspoon worth of piss into that damned cup without wearing at least a half a cups worth?

And goddess forbid they have a table or soemthing in there to rest it on so I can clean up! So I have to transfer the warm, wet, dixie cup sized container to my clean hand to wipe up my own personal Exxon-Valdez incident, wash the cup off, then wash my hands, the sink, and anything else I may have literally pissed all over.

Lovely, eh? Talk about embarrasing... the only way this could be more embarrasing is if after admiting this to the world I am indeed the only woman in the world who lacks the pee-in-the-cup gene. Please tell me I am not alone.