Going to the Gyno

Gyno’s Slip of the Tongue Sets Me Off

And not in a good way

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I was in a new gyno office, and at first everything seemed fine. I just loved the cheery nurse who got me all set up.

She lowered the blinds, even though the window was on the second floor, and looked over nothing but fields of fresh corn stubble. The harvest season here is finally all done.

“I don’t think anybody can see in, but just in case,” she said.

“Oh, yes, everyone wants to see it,” I joked. “I wouldn’t be surprised one bit to learn there’s someone out there with a high-powered telescope, just waiting for his chance.”

“Perhaps there’s a drone,” the nurse joked back.

It all went down from there

Then the gynecologist — technically a nurse practitioner — walked in and the visit went south.

“Are you still sexually active?” she asked.

“What?”

I expect to be asked questions at a gyno visit that would be pretty damned intrusive anywhere else, and I’m fine with it. But where did that “still” come from?

Does she ask a 30-year-old woman if she’s “still” sexually active? At what age does she start slipping that “still” in…