The most embarrassing medical procedure I have ever experienced was a ultrasound of the scrotum. Other than a couple of colonoscopies, I had had no experiences more embarrassing than routine physicals.
When I checked in at the reception desk in the radiology department osizablele hospital, I was told to be seated and someone would be with me shortly. In two minutes or less, a quite attractive, young, female radiology tech appeared and asked me to accompany her. I had expected a female but was hoping, maybe, for old, fat and ugly. Walking back to the room where the ultrasound would be done, I was extremely anxious and tried politely to communicate that to the tech; I was fishing for reassurances, I guess. She did not bite. She did not even acknowledge my comment. I was almost hyperventilating, thinking OMG I am going to have to completely expose my privates to this young women while she fiddles about with them. I actually wondered if I might faint from the anxiety and embarrassment.
When we reached the room in which the procedure was to be done, it was a very large room with several different pieces of radiology equipment. The overall illumination level in the room was very low except for a small light next to the ultrasound machine.The tech had me sit on a low, comfortably padded exam table. She told me she was going to leave me for about five minutes so that I could get undressed and situated for the exam. She told me to take off everything from the waist down, to lie on the table, lift my penis up onto my lower abdomen and cover it with a drape she provided, leaving just my scrotum exposed below the drape. She said that once I had done that I could pull the large sheet up to chest level and she would return shortly.
By this time, I was thinking, "at least this is not going to be as bad as I feared."
Almost as soon as I had gotten squared away as instructed, the tech with another attractive young woman entered the room. The second person sat on a sofa some distance from me and immediately started reading a magazine. I took it that she chaperon.
The tech who was to perform the ultrasound sat down beside the table on which I was lying. She folded the sheet, covering me from feet to mid-chest, down to just below my scrotum. She said first she was going to spread some gel on the area to be imaged. I believe she squirted the gel directly on my scrotum and then spread it with the ultrasound wand. I am pretty sure that she did not touch me directly with her hand. The procedure took quite awhile but was completely uneventful.
Once I had gotten past the idea of this young woman rubbing my balls with a hard plastic or metal device, it was a non-event. My embarrassment was tolerable and I was not aroused by the procedure, either.