I went to the doctor's once on Saturday morning with stomach issues. I thought it was the drop in day but you needed an appointment. The kindly old doctor let me come in anyway and had a feel of my stomach then stuck his finger up my arse. I immediately apologised for pooing on his hand even though I hadn't. What a strange sensation.
I was fine (muscle pain) and he said "we're not even open yet, I should be having a cup of tea now, not standing here doing this".