AGING ANECDOTE # 38 1989 Halifax, Nova Scotia This isnt what I thought you meant when you said clap. I admire and respect honest and caring women. They are lovely to me wherever I may greet them. One day such a lady informed me, for reasons obvious, but details excluded, that I need to get a chlamydia test. Crap, but ok. In I went. It was new to my experience. Im thinking theyre gonna want seminal fluids? My mind raced as to how they intend to get the supply, when Im told to go to a small hygienic room with a paper sheet on a raised bed, and drop them. I sit there with my drawers to my boots, me arse on cold paper and airing my full laundry in the still breeze. Im thinkin, Im probably gonna have to help myself to the supply? Will they at least give me a magazine and a candle?...Maybe some wine?, when in walks the doctor. Dr. Wilson. Dr. Elizabeth Wilson (not real name). I have no problem with a female doctor. I prefer them. My embarrassment was how to ask my question? She puts me at ease first by telling me that seminal fluids are not necessary. I breathed a sigh. Instead we use THIS! She hauls out this bjeesly humongous q-tip and tells me shes going to shove it up my urethra......twice. Once so far and the next further. Aaaahhhh! Gentlemen. May I suggest you do whatever you can to avoid this test. Pain and discomfort is relative but I wouldnt wish this one on a relative. In the end I was clean, as Ive always been and am very grateful to the good lady that came to my door and, face to face, asked me to go. Jari January 15/14
Posted on: Wed, 15 Jan 2014 22:26:24 +0000
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