The Scream by Edvard Munch
I'm trying to be mature and thankful that this is unlikely to become a serious health problem like so many people have to deal with. But my inner wuss keeps shrieking in the background: You want to put a needle WHERE?? This is what I get for my not-so-secret joy at having scheduled c-sections and avoiding the entire labour business. Just when I thought I'd permanently escaped torture of the lady bits, the needle in the vagina rears its pointy head.
OMG, I'm scared.