There's a sense of nervousness as I walk into the urology clinic to see if my vasectomy was successful, my doctor was unable to see me, so he suggested another urologist.
The elevator door opened, and I took it to the third floor, and as was walking down the hall looking for 305, I walked into the office.
The office was decorated with a comfortable southern theme, as a white receptionist handed me the forms, as I gave her my insurance information.
She smiled and said the doctor will be with me shortly, as I sat in a chair waiting nervously.
The receptionist gave me my information back and led me to a comfortable exam room, she said "We need to have a urine sample, then the doctor will see you, I forgot to ask you do you have anyone accompanying you?" I look around and say, "No."
Walking to the bathroom to give the sample, made me not want to go, but i knew they needed the sample, so I stood in front of toilet took my 5-inch uncircumcised penis retracted the foreskin and began to pee. I peed just a little bit then wiped the purplish head of my penis as I gently squeezed my member to stop the stream momentarily, then I peed in the cup.
Walking back to the exam room seemed to take forever, once I reached the room, I noticed the back of a black female doctor going over the forms I filled out.
She must have heard me, because she turned around and faced me, we both looked at each other and joyfully hugged, I said "Tracey, Tracey Thomas, or should i say Dr. Thomas."
Smiling she said, "Come on Eric, after everything we've been through, you know you can call me Tracey."
I sort of smile and ask, "What's next on the list?"
Tracey says, "I want to check and make sure everything is looking good, so I need you to take your pants down."
She sees the horrified look on my face as I slowly lower my pants, she very slowly and gently retracts the foreskin checks for any lumps, or scars, as well as the testicles. she says, "Okay you all set." I quickly raise up my pants, as she smiles.
