A few years ago, I got a bladder scooping. Here's my story. It started like a doctor's office fantasy, with a pretty nurse telling me to undress and lay down. Things quickly went bad when she holds up a giant Q-tip and says this is going to tingle. As she's jamming it in, I tell her it's not tingling, it's burning. She says that means it's working. Then the doctor comes in and proceeds to shove what feels like a garden hose down. I didn't see what it was since my eye were shut tight the whole time. Then, I'm sure he lowered an old style vhs camera into me. Wasn't the burning toilet brush was supposed to kill the pain? At some point, I felt wetness beneath me. I was embarrassed, thinking I urinated in front of the doctor and nurse. Then I got angry when I realized one of them must have turned water on in the garden hose. There was more pain after that. As I was limping out of the room, I thought about leaving a 20 dollar bill. But I had lost my sense of humor.