Oh, my poor broken vagina. A comedy, a tragedy, a life lesson and my first trip to the ER (that was warranted). My slightly older female friend started nagging me yesterday to go to the Urgent Care Center to get things checked out, as my hoo-ha still hurt and was still bleeding. I did so more to appease her than out of any actual concern for my well-being. The urgent care center is like the non-emergency room. For people who either don't have regular doctors or who can't get in to see their... Sign in to see full entry.