A couple of months I got a call from my health provider telling me that I needed to make an appointment to get a camera shoved up my back side.
Well, yesterday was the day. The night before I had to take some medicine to “flush out” my system, that was the worst part. Anyway, I decided to see if mones could help get through this. So, getting ready to leave for my appointment I applied 6 sprays IS, 4 sprays Meo-est, 2 sprays P-74 2 sprays P-79 and 1 of MX-306. Also, because I already knew that the doctor was female, 2 sprays of IFM to the small of my back. When I got there, I was immediately checked in and taken to a ward to get ready. First thing I had to do was get undressed and put on one of those wonderful backless hospital gowns. Then I was given a gurney and one of the nurses came over to get me ready by taking history. Soon I had her laughing, and a second nurse came over to put in my IV drip. Not too long after that I had 3the 3 nurses on the ward hanging around my gurney. Meanwhile I was getting the “stink eye” from the guy across the aisle from me. Soon, however, the nurses had to get back to the other patients and left. The original nurse came hurrying back with a selection of magazines to keep me comfortable, none of the other patients had any magazines.
After a wait, the assistants for the procedure came to wheel me to the room where the procedure was going to happen. Again soon they were also having a good time joking with me. Then the doctor came in. She was in a bad mood because she had just accidentally deleted some files from her computer. Soon enough, she was joining in the joking around. I was asking her for a souvenir DVD and so forth. Soon, she had to get “serious”. First she had to ask me my name, then she asked me if I knew what proceedure I was in for. My response was “You’re going spelunking”. The whole room lost it.
Anyway, the proceedure went well, wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. One interesting thing is, with the other people there for the same proceedure, they had to go back to the ward for recovery. When my proceedure was finished and the doctor was leaving One of the nurses asked if I wanted to get dressed. I hoped right up and got dressed. Then I was led to the waiting room and met my ride. Either, I’m one tough mother, or the crew improved their skills (from feeling good for a change).
If more men approaching the age of 40 read that report, SmartMones would be sold out of all of the mentioned products. For months, if not years.
You are SOOOO lucky the doctors and attendants were female. Not only are they generally more compassionate and understanding of the awkwardness of the situation, but they also have SMALLER HANDS! Handy for those of us getting the “standard” prostrate exams.
(quick aside, if you’ve never heard Rodney Carrington’s routine about his exam, it’s hysterical and I highly recommend it)
Congrats on the great hits and the quick recovery.