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Female vs. Male Gynecologist - Preference?
There has never been any doubt in my mind that I will never want to go to a male gynecologist.
The main reason is obvious: I would never, at any time, want to put myself in a situation where I might feel that the gynecologist was doing anything but their job.
This is not to say that I think male gynecologists do this - just that I feel it's more likely to happen with a male doctor than a female one.
There are so many crass jokes about why men become gynecologists that it's impossible to remain impervious to the idea.
Other reasons I can think of, for me, is that I'm very private and reserved, so if someone other than my SO has to see me down there, then it has to be a woman and not man. Any issues relating to that area of me that I might go to a doctor for seem so private that it makes me cringe to think of discussing that sort of problem with a man, and a stranger at that.
After all, doctors are professionally trained, but they are only human also.
A reason why I'd rather go to a woman is that then they have the same gear as me, so I think they might understand better about how things feel and work down there.
Some friends of mine say they prefer a male doctor because they are more delicate, polite, and understanding than a woman is likely to be. I find this interesting but in no way does it change my mind about this. Even though I do feel that some female gynecologists aren't very delicate, which kind of confirms that claim to some degree.
How about you, do you have a preference? If so, why?
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We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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