Maybe I’m jaded. After four children and my midwife’s hands in undignified places for legitimate reasons, it doesn’t bother me any more.
Same here, after 10 children. I had a colonoscopy with no anesthesia ... just a little labor breathing and a motherly nurse patting my hand.
Get your colonoscopy, everyone. Dying of colon cancer is bad.
(This Public Service Announcement is offered in memory of Congressman Billybob.)