I had two embarrassing episodes with regards to surgery and modesty. First time, when I was having my gall bladder out, I couldnt face taking my knickers off, so I left them on, and can remember to this day (surgery was in 1999 - 10 years ago OMG), being wheeled back to my ward after surgery and my knickers being in plain site on the end of the bed for all and sundry to see. I was so embarrassed. The second time, when I was going to have my band done. I was asked several times if I had any piercings, or jewellery in that needed removing before surgery, and I explained to the first three people who asked me that I had a cli**ris piercing and no way was I removing it because being large I couldnt see down there to put it back in afterwards, and secondly my husband didnt want that job either. All three said, fine, we will make a note on your sheet. When I was getting ready to walk down to the theatre for the surgery, the operating staff asked me if I had any jewellery in, I explained that it should be in my notes. After looking through my notes they said that there was any thing noted. I had to explain again, embarrassed as hell, that I had a piercing down below. They gave me a role of gause and surgical tape and told me to cover it over. Once they explained why, I understood the reason for it, but it was very embarrassing at the time.
MNL