DRE

Ahh middle age. You've survived the horrors of teen angst and the trepidation of joining the huddled masses trudging into adulthood only to be unceremoniously faced(excuse the obvious problem of rectus inverticus) with this oh-so-personal health inspection.

Can't we just leave it at lymph nodes?

I'm sure some people reflexively clench up at times like this, what with all the rampant homophobics out there doubting their masculinity, but come on people! I bet all those folks out there with a bit of history in our lovely penal system would laugh at you for such flinching.

Personally, I just keep right on chatting with the doctor about motorcycles or scuba diving without breaking a sweat.

I'm sure you're glad to hear that and will keep my sage words of wisdom in mind at your next middle age exam.