Man with Breasts At The Emergency Room
A couple of weeks ago, I developed a high fever of 103 degrees, which is a tad high for an adult. At my wife’s insistence, she is a nurse, I called my health care provider and the nurse on call – said I should get checked out. This was around midnight on a Saturday which meant I was going to have to go the emergency room…
Knowing I was going to be examined I did not wear a bra and wore a loose shirt. Eventually though I would end up wearing a hospital gown.
The timing was good upon our arrival, and my wife and I were quickly shown to an examination room,, where I lay down on a typical examination table. As part of my care, a female nurse placed several monitoring electrodes on the front of my body. It should be noted that when I am flat on my back my breasts flatten out and are not so noticeable, if you are not expecting to see them – so I doubt that the female nurse thought I was anything unusual.
So now I was being monitored for my heart rate, blood oxygen level and blood pressure. I was also hooked up to an IV for dehydration. Blood was drawn as well for tests and a urine sample was taken, to see if they could identify an infection.
As we were waiting for the doctor to arrive, a male nurse or technician came in to scan my heart and take a EEG (heart system check-up). This meant more electrodes being attached to my upper chest.
As the male nurse placed an electrode on or near my right breast, something strange happened. As he began to move his hand to place another electrode elsewhere – his hand did a kind of double take and went back and squeezed my right breast. Then he got over his lapse and continued with the procedure.
Intellectually, I am certain that the male nurse thought he was dealing with a normal male patient – not with a man with breasts. So that his momentary groping, was an involuntary reaction to finding a breast where he did not expect it. There was no intent to take advantage of me…
Emotionally though, I felt violated, that I had been touched or groped inappropriately.
This was a completely visceral or bodily reaction. I have not been trained from my youth to protect my body as many women are. I do not think I had any cultural reason to have this reaction. Instead my emotional response to this man’s touching my breast, took me completely by surprise, I have never felt this kind of sense of violation before.
I think this bodily reaction is programmed into my breasts – to know when they are being touched correctly and when they are not. And this feeling of violation, of being fondled incorrectly, was not a momentary one, it stayed with me for a couple of days.
This is one of many incidents where I have experienced new sensations or new reactions that never happened before I grew breasts. I truly believe that my breasts have given my another way to feel or experience the world. What a gift…
By the way, I was alright – nothing medically troubling was found. My fever went away and I returned to my normal blood pressure and temperature, etc.
