Standing up to an asshole... it's the right thing to do...

I'm watching "Juno" right now.  Just watched the scene of the sonogram when Juno's stepmother tells off the ultra sound technician for outwardly implying that Juno would be a terrible mother and that the baby would be better off with adoptive parents.

When I had my stage two sonogram with my first pregnancy, I was nervous... and when I'm nervous, I make stupid jokes and laugh too much.   The technician was very quiet as she went about her business, which was uncomfortable for me.  I asked a few questions as she went on to try to get a gauge on what the situation was with my first born.
  At my dr's office, it's my ob/gyn  that does the scan, and so he, or she would always talk their way through the scan explaining what everything was as he/she went.

At one point, she was scanning the baby's skull/ brain, etc.   After me prodding her for a play by play, she reluctantly talked me through it.  "Now, we're looking at your baby's brain... looks good.."   This is where I took the opportunity to use my bad humor:  "AH!  He has a brain! Yay!  Clearly he doesn't take after your side of the family, John!!" 

...<<<crickets chirping..>>>

This is where the technician decides to take out her shitty mood on me- a first time pregnant, nervous mother to be.. vulnerable as all get out, with my legs spread beneath the thin paper shelter protecting me from the cold harshness of the hospital and all it's sanitary foreignness.
She said, "That's not funny.  Do you know that there are plenty of babies that are born without brains?  There are mothers who get this scan and find out that their baby doesn't have a brain at all, and then they have to birth a still baby with no brain???" 

ho-ly shit. what. the. fuck.

In normal life, if a girl tried to bully me like that into submission, I'd give her the ol' What for!  I'd use every sarcastic line, Staten Island Bitch wit, and really put her in her place......

But not that day.

That day, I turned my head to the side and let the tears flow silently from my face until they ran cold and uncomfortable onto my neck creases as I lay still on the paper lined table until she finished the exam.

When she was done, she left the room and I bawled.

Of  COURSE  I know that some babies don't have brains in-utero!  And I was well aware of the delicacy of a fetus.  Jack, in fact had an arrhythmia throughout the middle part of my pregnancy.

I made myself a little promise inside my soul that day that I would never ever let someone bully me and/or steal my energy like that again.  And so far, I don't think I have.

ps-- yeah, my stupid ex should have been the one to put that bitch in check.... but I guess that's neither here nor there.