It was 1978, and I was 22, having been accepted in a Masters program two states away.
I had a neuro disorder which required maintenance meds so I had stayed with the doc I had until that point.
My dad made an appointment with his doc, and I arrived at the office.
For the younger members, at this point, many doctors still had what was known as a solo practice. Normally a doctor, nurse and front desk person.
Also, Vietnam had ended just a few years earlier, and the Korean conflict before that, so we still had quite a few experienced military docs.
We chatted, and he told ne to go ahead and strip to my shorts when he entered, I was on the table, wearing nothing but my tight ( not as tight as a bit later) whites.
He was very thorough, even using a tape to measure lung inhalation. I lay back, the abdominal was done, then he announced that it was that time, turning and gloving. I stood, and "dropped everything", with my "visible nervousness" totally exposed
The stool rolled up, my cut penis in his gloved hand, then released
I feel my sacs being rolled, slowly, deliberately. Then, the fingers are in the groin. Cough. Cough... finished, I think.
OK, grab your knees. I think, ok... then, I feel cold. Deep breath.
This can't be happening! Butt, it was. A cold thick finger slid in. Moving, twist, turn..Engaging the target, then retreating.
And that my fellow medfetters, was my most embarrassing physical And that record has stood for well nigh onto 46 years now.