STD Testing: A Male Perspective
Author: José Leal
The fourth period bell rang, and all that was going through my mind was taking the test. I needed someone there for me, so I tricked my friend into coming
along. As we walked towards my truck, I wondered what the experience would be like. What was the doctor going to do to me? I wanted to chicken out and go
somewhere else. But it was something I had to do — because I said I would.
As I passed the last lights that led me to the clinic, I was shaking more than ever. When I arrived at the clinic’s parking lot, I didn’t want to get out of my
car — but we were already there. So I took a deep breath, and entered the building.
When I approached the front counter, I told the secretary, “I would like to make an appointment for an STD test.” She asked me if I had been there before. I hadn’t. She gave me forms to fill out that asked me about my sex partners and if I had any physical or mental problems. After I filled out all the forms, she
opened her appointment binder and told me to come back next week.
I asked her if I could have the appointment sooner. As she reviewed the appointment schedule, a doctor came in and told her someone had cancelled and I could be seen right away. Right now? ! I watched TV as I waited for the doctor’s call. The \weather was on. It said Watsonville’s temperature was
90 degrees. Very, very hot, like the rising temperature inside my body.
When the nurse called my name I was excited, but also scared. My first test would be the hardest. Man, have you ever had to pee in a cup? It’s hard when you absolutely cannot pee under pressure. After three failed attempts, despite drinking lots of water, I still could not pee. I was just too nervous.
Having failed the first test, I entered the examination room. Though the nurse had told me to take off all my clothes, the doctor told me that it wasn’t necessary. For this part of the exam, I would only have to pull my clothes down to where she could see my testicles. I was a little scared, but it wasn’t that
bad. The doctor informed me of the process and the steps to prevent STDs. The exam was over in a matter of minutes.
When the examination was over, the doctor went to get information about STDs. She came back with some handouts and a big bag. I wondered what was inside the bag. To my surprise there were 48 condoms! Forty-eight giggles came out from both of us, along with a question from my mouth. Why would a person need all those condoms? She told me I could return to the clinic to get 48 more tomorrow, if I wanted to.
I felt so relieved when I left the building that finally I had a strong urge to go to the bathroom. I wanted all the liquid inside my body to run down like water in a river. My embarrassment was so strong that instead of returning to the clinic, I left for school.
Detect STD symptoms at an early stage to avoid worsening health conditions later on.