A Gynecologist Walked Into a Bar. Chapter 553.

I have never been to visit a gynecologist, myself, except as an escort. I have nothing for a gynecologist to examine. Not professionally, at least.

What do we call doctors for men? I do not know, and I worked in the medical field. I guess we just call them doctors. It is a man’s world.

This conversation reminds me of the first issue of Ms., The New Magazine for Women in 1972. I was alive then. You have come a long way, baby.

I am going to tell you this story about lunch with a gynecologist. It’s a lulu.

But, first, a word from our sponsor. You should come to New Orleans. We could have lunch.