I went to a consultation for one. They stuck me in a room and I had to watch a video. It was in depth about the whole process.
I started panicking a couple minutes in. The air got thin; my hands got clamy. vision slightly blurred.
Movie ends; lights come on and this pretty medical assistant than escorts me to the DR's office. He's talking a million miles an hour and it all sounds like Charlie Brown teacher talk to me. I can't hear any of it. Than he asked me to remove my pants and had a sharpie in his hand.
I didn't do it and ran out the office. I didn't even stop to pay the co-pay.
I got in my car fired up some smoke and sped like a formula 1 driver to the strip club.
I salute anyone who can go thru it; but thats a no from me dawg.