Back to AtD. another rectal exam.

[jochen stremmel]

speaking of which, here's another:

Halleck watched as Houston's nurse drew one-two-three ampoules of
blood from his left arm and put them into a carrier like eggs in a
carton. Earlier, Houston had given him three stool cards and told him
to mail them in. Halleck pocketed them glumly and then bent over for
the proctological, dreading the humiliation of it, as always, more
than the minor discomfort. That feeling of being invaded. Fullness.
    "Relax", Houston said, snapping on the thin rubber glove. "As long
as you can't feel both of my hands on your shoulders, you're all
right."
    He laughed heartily.
    Halleck closed his eyes.

Some of you might even know the author.

2012/6/5 Mark Kohut <markekohut at yahoo.com>:
> Somwhere after p 863 this is said of Cyprian:
> "He was rectally possessed by fear, desire, least resistably, hope".
>
> I know y'all are gonna remember---and someone  might even point out where---
> fear as felt in the rectum in GR, at least.....
>
> Another defining trope....