dimanche 29 janvier 2012

Cabinet - Le médecin is in

Doctor visits here give a whole new meaning to letting it all hang out! What....no paper gown, you want me to be bare naked?!!?Oh la! The Dr. doesn't even think twice and there isn't anybody else in the room with you. Hard to have a conversation to explain your problem while lying bare naked or worse, standing up, thereby having to cross your arms in just the right places to hide everything that is "moving south".

One of the first times I went to the Doctor here, my french was really bad (and still is) and he spoke no English at all. I didn't understand what he was asking me and he took out a book of female anatomy and pointed to different pictures in the book while trying to ask me questions. Needless to say, I was mortified! Another visit, this time to a rather attractive young doctor, who also asked me, once again to undress and again turning myself into a contortionist to hide all the lumps and bumps. We are just a bit more modest across the pond, but I just can't seem to break loose. Oh well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em! I guess that's why one finds about an equal number of lingerie shops as boulangeries in this country.