Mar 07, 2006 18:51
my trip to the |male| gynocologist...
nervous little me, in half tears...talking about sex history with some |also male| high school intern standing there looking just as awkward as i feel.
and then i'm naked under three pink napkins and mr. doctor says, "i'll guide your feet into these stirrups. you really need to relax, let your knees fall."
uh huh. they were shaking.
then he shows me this plastic clamp and says it's what he'll use to see my cervix.
sooo he puts massive amounts of ky jelly on there and in it goes.
then out it goes.
then, "uh..oops. i'm really sorry. i have to do that again, i forgot something."
and in it goes again..with even more ky. like it needed it.
and then in plunges three massive male doctor fingers..three. forty year old male fingers. and i feel like i'm gonna defecate all over the fucking table.
and damnit, it hurt. and i cried.
and then they poked me with needles. why the fuck is it necessary to take three viles of blood for one blood test? really. maybe two..but three?
and i'm still discharging ky jelly. it's not even my own discharge. sick.
lesson learned..
don't let men fuck with your vagina.
be obstinate and pay a hundred dollars more to go see a real gynocologist. a lady. damnit.