You... have a male Gyno? I will only ever go to a female lol. Imo any man who is a Gyno, is just wrong. And don't get me started on why ANY gendered doctor would be a proctologist.
I might add to this thread in a bit But lemme tell you how ironically close you are at the near association there...
I worked at a lot of coffee shops, but one in particular was infested with doctors, specifically anesthesiologists(<< There a fucking word I had to look up), they were an unusually happy group of fellows who all thought decafe was the devil. Memorable quotes: "It only costs a dollar to knock you out... The real money is in waking you up." and "I have over 54,000 career knock-outs!"
Anyways... They had this one buddy they use to bring with em, nice guy, really funny, never really know what he did, but he was always hanging out with the anesthesiologists, and I assumed he was one as well. Well as it turns out he was a proctologist. He explained to me he started out as a Gynocologist and got so sick of seeing the worst poon in the world, day in, day out, nasty puss drenched poon, hairy poon, dirty poon, injured poon, stressed poon, overused poon, poon with teeth, smelly poon, sticky poon... And he got to the point to where he didnt' have the urge to fuck his wife anymore. She's standing there as he's going off about this and she says "and that's when I told him to become a proctologist, maybe he'd get sick of my ass and get back to work where it matters." I have never seen this guy or any of the others phased by anything, but she just about floored everyone in the cafe, and to this day I ain't seen a human being ever turn that shade of purple.
On a more serious note, he basically told me that the job is one of the higher paying jobs in the medical fields, "No one likes to deal with other people's shit, everyone hates dealing with assholes; and they pay good money to people who do!"
I had a really hard time shaking his hand from that point on...
On to MY embarrassing story... (There are plenty, but we'll save the good ones for later...)
So a couple months ago I went from being abotu 6'3" @ 150 lbs, to 6'3" @ 205. My goal was 180, but I actually look 'normal' now, except for the mild case of male pregnancy... But I digress, I got a lump in my right manboob, and was little disturbed by it to I went to he doctor to get it checked out.
First part of the sorty: I went to get a physical, my doctor is hot... She must be like 3 years younger than me, in amazing shape, smart, and successful. So I like others in thie thread don'd the paper robe, and readied for a bit of the ol' turn n' cough. However, there's a twist. I got ~$100.00 worth of Titanium hanging from the business end of my happy bits... And I tried to warn her, "Hey listen I am warning you, I am pierced, so dont' think I am playing some kind of wierd joke on you." She shoots me the odd glance, and reaches under the paper for a poke. Her eyes lit up like a deer in headlights. Now... I am a sarcastic person by nature... It took every ounce of self control to keep my stupid mouth shut.
Second part of the story: So later... I had to get a mamogram... I was the only guy in the entire waiting room. Sitting there fillling out the little form that they need for history on previous images and examinations. All are biased towards the opposite sex. Questions like:
Have you ever had a pelvic exame Yes/No.
If yes when was the date of the exame (estimated) _______.
If no what reasons kept you from coming in for an exame? ____________.
etc...
So I filled them out, no I haven't had kids. My period has never been consistant, the last time I bled from my crotch was in Jr. High School, I skipped my pevlic exames on my last couple physicals, and as far as I know I am not on birth control....
The Machine, and the spirit of the thread. First. Fuck all you women out there. Be glad you have a fucking breast to smash. To be honest they don't give a shit how big your tits are, they're going to do everything in thier power to stretch your boob across that plate of glass, even if you don't have one, trust me, I know... Now this time I was a little bit more mouthy. Asking the nurses all kinds of questions, I personally felt really akward, where I am with ED-209 taking a chomp out of my tit and listening to the nurses talking about thier experiences. None of the usual doctor lies: "Of it's not too bad" crap, no, they were exacting some kind of revenge, they had one of the enemy in thier lair and they were going to make him "know" just what this thing does.
"So am I officially a woman now?" Was what I asked looking at the odd astrix of red pinch marks on my chest. They looked like someone spilled cranberry juice on my nipples while I slept. "Yes, you are one of us now." Was the response. It does make filling out the normal unisex check in paperwork more interesting... I got a lot more checkboxes I can fill: "When was your las mamogram?______."
On with the show.