Monday, April 23, 2012

Don't Bother With the Cute Underwear, You Won't Need It.

That's right, I've got a good old-fashioned story about panty-dropping for you today!  Sadly, it involves my urologist and not my boyfriend.

I know.  The disappointment.

Anyway, I'm guest blogging over at Your Doctor's Wife, by sharing the mortifying tale of my first urology visit.   See how I love you?  I humiliate myself because I care.

So, go check it out, have some belly laughs, and leave some blog-lovin' for Mrs. Doc H!

4 comments:

Old MD Girl said...

RS -- Can you not publish my previous comment? Too much patient info in it. Suffice to say though, you are not alone.

Red Stethoscope said...

OMDG- Yup, no worries. For my eyes only! I'm glad to say that others have felt my pain, or at least, humiliation.

Allison said...

Just read your story, too funny to read. I could just imagine your facial expressions as everything was unrolling. But at the same time, I felt bad for enjoying it because it sounded so horrible. I wish patients knew they could simply say they didn't want medical students in the room and it wouldn't be a big deal!

Red Stethoscope said...

Allison- Haha, I'm glad you enjoyed it! Don't worry about laughing at my expense...that's why I wrote about it. It's supposed to be weirdly comforting...like, "Wow, other people have mortifying things happen to them at the doctor too..." And YES, I know about throwing the med. students out now. I also stand at the non-business end of things when I can sense that a patient *really* doesn't want me there and take extra precautions to make sure that they're fully draped at all times. You live and learn!