So, I went to the Doctor today for a male well-check. I expected a hernia check and a prostate exam. There was a gallon size bottle of lube. I had hopes that the entire bottle wouldn't be necessary.
He probe a bit, I turned and coughed...he said to I think his relief as much as mine, "You don't really need a prostate check at your age." (At 43 I think he's wrong but I didn't protest.)
One of the reasons I hadn't waxed as of late was anticipating this exam. So I chickened out. I had had some concerns about enlargement a year or so ag, but I rationalized that those symptoms have gone away so perhaps I'm fine.
My wife's comment was "Pussy!" I pointed out to her that as a CD I didn't find that particular epitaph all that offensive.
"You march right back in there and ask that man to stick his finger up your bum!" I didn't heed that advice.
Later she was pointing out that men seem to have no problem with anal penetration as long as it isn't them being penetrated. Um, yeah.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
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