As a new, young MD doing his residency in OB,
I was quite embarrassed when performing female pelvic exams.
To cover my embarrassment I had unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly.
The middle-aged lady upon whom I was performing this exam suddenly burst out laughing, further embarrassing me.
I looked up from my work and sheepishly said . . ..
' I'm sorry. Was I tickling you?'
She replied with tears running down her cheeks from laughing so hard . . ..
' No doctor but the song you were whistling was,
' I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener.'
I was quite embarrassed when performing female pelvic exams.
To cover my embarrassment I had unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly.
The middle-aged lady upon whom I was performing this exam suddenly burst out laughing, further embarrassing me.
I looked up from my work and sheepishly said . . ..
' I'm sorry. Was I tickling you?'
She replied with tears running down her cheeks from laughing so hard . . ..
' No doctor but the song you were whistling was,
' I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener.'
