I've had several 'on-period' exams and I now enjoy them. When my play doc first proposed this to me, I actually blushed and thought "NO FREAKING WAY!" Then, I thought about it... a lot... and decided to try it. The first time, it was the third day of my period, so my flow wasn't quite as heavy. I was somewhat nervous, full of anticipation, embarrassed and - yes - excited, too. We went through the basic physical and I could feel the tension building. As I got up on the table and put my feet in the stirrups, my heart started pounding and I could feel my skin heating. "Okay, Rennie," he said, "part your knees as wide as you comfortably can." OMG! The 'moment of truth'. My pulse raced and I actually felt light-headed. I hesitated... then, parted my knees wide open. "It's now or never," I thought. He lightly touched my pubic mound and I actually jumped a little. He smiled at this. "Relax," he said. "This won't hurt a bit." Relax? NOW?? What a joke!!!! I could feel tension on my tampon string and I gripped the sides of the table... HARD. He s-l-o-w-l-y began to remove it... and I held my breath. Finally, it was out. "There," he said. "That wasn't bad, was it?" I blew out an audible breath and he laughed! "Now, it's time for the speculum." "What kind?" I asked. "A medium Collins," he replied, as he held it up for me to see. (I prefer the feeling of a Collins over a Graves.) I could feel him inserting it and opening it... wide but not uncomfortably so. He adjusted the fiber optic light to shine on my vulva and handed a small mirror to me. "Take a look," he said. I did. For the first time, ever, I saw my menstruating cervix. It was amazing! I must have looked for a full minute - at my cervix, my meatus, my vulva, everything. "Any thoughts, Rennie?" "Amazing," I breathed. He smiled widely, as he gently closed the speculum and removed it. (No Pap smear during a period.) I felt a little self-conscious, as he slid two fingers in me for the bi-manual. As he palpated, I felt a bit of uterine cramping but it didn't last. He changed gloves. "Now, for your dessert," he teased, as he applied some lube to my anus. (I actually like the feeling of a rectal... IF it's done slowly and gently. I am anally erotic and my play doc knows this but I've NEVER mentioned it to my real GYN.) I exhaled and relaxed back there... and his finger went in deep and... well, it was a rectal. After a full minute of probing (to my secret delight), he removed his finger, peeled off the gloves, washed his hands and put on fresh gloves. The REAL surprise came when he held up a fresh tampon. I must have looked startled. "Don't look so surprised. I took the other one out and I'll put this one in." As I watched, he gently parted me with his left thumb and first two fingers. I could feel the tampon slowly going in deep and I tried to quiet my racing heart. NOBODY else, other than my bff, had ever put a tampon in me! "Removing the applicator." Then, he blew my mind when he gently pulled on the strings to properly 'seat' it! "All done," he announced, with a big smile. This man - my play doc (and a real-life nurse) - had just taught something totally new to me. Was I embarrassed at the time? What woman wouldn't be? Looking back, I'm glad that I did it. I've done it several times since then. I enjoy it and I'll do it again.