Drifa
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So, I had to have emergency surgery. That all worked OK and I'm much better. However, my doctor weirded me out totally, and I am kinky myself and pretty laid back about kink.
He started up wanting to give me Dulcolax suppositories. I asked why? I was passing gas and having normal movements, why did I need the suppository. He got all red and stammered something about stimulating the bowel. I told him "Doctor, you are surely aware that Dulcolax comes in an oral form. I'll take it orally if you insist I need it." He could not manage to give me an explanation of his medical reasoning. Next, he wrote instructions that each of the nurses was supposed to try and talk me into taking his suppositories.
Incredulous after the first nurse told me that she didn't think I needed the suppository, but that her written instructions require that she try to talk me into taking it anyway, I asked the doctor the next day what was up with the suppository instruction? I informed him that INSTEAD of trying to get the nurses to coerce me into it, perhaps instead HE could explain his medical reasoning as to why I needed this. And furthermore, I asked him to explain why it had to be the suppository version of this drug when a perfectly good version of the same stuff is available and works the same way.
Dulcolax is the exact same stuff as Fleet's, Correctol, and Carter's Little Pills. The pill form take overnight to work, the enema or suppository version works in 15-30 minutes.
As I expected, however, this man, who is a gynecological oncologist and therefore has had at least 8 years of medical education in there along the way, could not explain or even come close to explaining WHY he wanted me to not only take a laxative when stuff was moving just fine through the system, and why it had to be a SUPPOSITORY. He did blush and stammer and stop making good eye contact. And sure enough, the next nurse that came by had further instructions to try to talk me into taking the suppositories.
This was weird enough that I mentioned it to the internal medicine specialist. He told me, conspiratorially, that this was one of Dr. T's "weird quirks", and that I was right to refuse it if I wanted to refuse it. Several of the nurses, when I refused it, said something along the lines of the doctor having a "suppository fetish". I did continue refusing to take the suppositories, with the agreement and support of my Lady, who is the only person whose instructions I follow.
This morning, as I was being discharged Doctor Suppository launched off into telling me how wonderful it was that I could go home, where I could now have all the prune juice and enemas that I wanted. And wouldn't that be special? This was the first time I'd ever seen a True Believer sermonizing on a topic that they BELEEEVED!!! in like this. I thought he was going to come in his pants.
I think what creeped me out so bad was the fact that this was kind of coercive. Many middle aged women would NEVER consider refusing a treatment, or even in asking a medical professional to explain a treatment. My mom was a doctor, my sister went to medical school, and I knew darned well that this wasn't kosher from when he started with it. Then continuing with a medically unjustified request for me to get these suppositories via the nurses, after I had made it incredibly clear that not just no, but HELL NO, I was not having any suppositories.
I'm all for this guy having a suppository kink and practicing it with CONSENTING, fully-informed adults. NOT with patients in the hospital for an emergency ovariohysterectomy due to torsion and gangrene of one ovary. NOT with a patient who has had enough synthetic heroin to befuddle a small elephant. And NOT after being told, repeatedly NO.
I am so mad.
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