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...would you rather the doctor was a man or woman?

See, I broke mine a while back and thought the doctor was going to have to have a look.  Now I'm too working class male to actually make a doctors appointment, but the girlfriend rang for me then asked if I'd prefer a man or woman.  I said woman, and she said no chance(not sure why she asked).  Luckily it was a self-mender(anything when you're not in screaming agony is in my book), and I was spared.

Got me thinking though, some blokes are obviously prudish about that sort of thing, like buying johnnys from a woman even.  Is this the same sort of thing?

I've made it a poll to spare your :-[

 

My doctor is a woman, and twenty years younger than me, so wahey!!!

When I had the nasty stuff a couple of years back I had a female doctor.

Absolutely no worries and no problems at all

If I had to see the doctor about such a thing I wouldn't have a preference.

I had an injection in my backside performed by a female doctor... a painful week that was (back injury!).

I'd go for a woman doctor just so I could say I had been touched by a woman finally.

:D

 Sort of coincidentally, I changed my doctor's surgery today....looking at the list of available practioners most of them seemed to be birds...thinking about it, I mused that all the other quacks I've been registered with have been men...does it matter?  Think not, but thought it might be good to try a bird. It's when the locum wants to probe your arse, that it's preferable for it to be a woman than man.

I' d wait until it drops off.

Its not a male or female thing its a Doctor thing.

wouldnt bother me to be honest either way

I had to have surgery here about 6 weeks ago. Russian hospitals are grim ... however the urologist was a very attractive lady with wonderful, cool hands. Sort of made it all tolerable.

No qualms whether it is a man or woman, but if the latter might as well enjoy the moment.

My last doctor in the UK was Mary Valentine ... nice name, nice lady.

I had to go a few years back. I was more shitting myself that it was actually going to fall off than who I saw.

I'm with Yeovil. In my book, there are three categories of illness

- them as can be cured with copious applications of Lemsip and Scotch (medical note - this doesn't actually cure anything but if you make sure you tuck in three/four of them before midday, the pain goes away and it can get on with sorting itself out),

- things that need to be put in plaster. For which, go to A&E, get it put in plaster then see type 1 (get plastered).

- things that are probably fatal. Which you can't do a whole lot about.

I appreciate this is quite a simplistic medical philosophy but it seems to have served me well so far.

Oh, and Gaz, you owe me a new keyboard. I just sprayed coffee over this one laughing at your response. Good work, sir.

Although if it was Doctor Nick Riviera I would have probably shat it further.