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In my brief stint as a MA instructor in an inner city I realized I also needed to teach sex ed...and I did. I taught a full week of STIs and general sex ed to primarily young ladies who were already moms but had never been taught the very basic basics.

Their personal experiences were frighteningly reminiscent of the movie, "Precious." One girl in particular was taught about sex from her mom and a broom handle. I'll go no further.

You know? After working in a HS AND a Women's Clinic and ED...I can believe almost anything.

People can be heinous.

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I had some colleagues who worked with young adults transitioning out of the CJ system, and when they polled them to find what health-related topic they most wanted to know more about sex ed was the clear winner by a mile. I wasn't involved, but apparently they got a kick out of recreating the reproductive organs with candy (the term "licoruterus" was born - say it out loud).

I have this thing for talking about stuff some people find uncomfortable (mental health, suicide, my patients' sex lives), so teaching sex ed was right up my alley. I'd love to get back into it. Kids are curious and misinformed and incredulous but gullible... it's really the only time I enjoy working with teenagers.

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Their personal experiences were frighteningly reminiscent of the movie, "Precious." One girl in particular was taught about sex from her mom and a broom handle. I'll go no further.

She didn't actually have sex with the broomstick, did she!?? I think that I would be so traumatized, I would never have sex.

ETA: My family is extremely conservative, so we never had the sex talk. But the closest we got to one was when I went off to college. Basically, it was, "If you have sex or get pregnant, we'll disown you."

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I had some colleagues who worked with young adults transitioning out of the CJ system, and when they polled them to find what health-related topic they most wanted to know more about sex ed was the clear winner by a mile. I wasn't involved, but apparently they got a kick out of recreating the reproductive organs with candy (the term "licoruterus" was born - say it out loud).

I have this thing for talking about stuff some people find uncomfortable (mental health, suicide, my patients' sex lives), so teaching sex ed was right up my alley. I'd love to get back into it. Kids are curious and misinformed and incredulous but gullible... it's really the only time I enjoy working with teenagers.

nursingaround1, is that you?????

(I kid. I'm not afraid of uncomfortable topics, either. Which becomes very fun in a conservative, Christian area.)

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nursingaround1, is that you?????

(I kid. I'm not afraid of uncomfortable topics, either. Which becomes very fun in a conservative, Christian area.)

This one time, in Leicester Square, I was hanging out with that lady from Austin Powers and I asked if I made her horny. Then I took all my students to get their stomachs pumped because they drank too much on holiday, but along the way a surgeon asked my female compatriot to get his tea, and I said nothing, because I was not my female compatriot, then they came for me and there was no one left to speak! ... wait, where am I?

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This one time, in Leicester Square, I was hanging out with that lady from Austin Powers and I asked if I made her horny. Then I took all my students to get their stomachs pumped because they drank too much on holiday, but along the way a surgeon asked my female compatriot to get his tea, and I said nothing, because I was not my female compatriot, then they came for me and there was no one left to speak! ... wait, where am I?

Did you refuse to put in her Foley as well?

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I love the "he might be on life support" reports.

He's intubated. No "might be" about it.

Show of hands for how many are surprised he was married to a Kardashian.

Yeah, I didn't think so.

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This one time, in Leicester Square, I was hanging out with that lady from Austin Powers and I asked if I made her horny. Then I took all my students to get their stomachs pumped because they drank too much on holiday, but along the way a surgeon asked my female compatriot to get his tea, and I said nothing, because I was not my female compatriot, then they came for me and there was no one left to speak! ... wait, where am I?

Thing is, I totally read that in the voice of what's her name from American Pie.

"This one time, at band camp..."

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Did you refuse to put in her Foley as well?

Blimey, in Jolly Old England a gentleman does not discuss a lady's Foley. Let's not have another argy-bargy about it, though, else I'll get called a skiver again.

(Reading British slang over lunch is mildly enjoyable)

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I hope this isn't gigantic. Never can tell on a phone...

Grumpy Cat + Darth Vader= win, win.

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Blimey, in Jolly Old England a gentleman does not discuss a lady's Foley. Let's not have another argy-bargy about it, though, else I'll get called a skiver again.

(Reading British slang over lunch is mildly enjoyable)

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This one time, in Leicester Square, I was hanging out with that lady from Austin Powers and I asked if I made her horny. Then I took all my students to get their stomachs pumped because they drank too much on holiday, but along the way a surgeon asked my female compatriot to get his tea, and I said nothing, because I was not my female compatriot, then they came for me and there was no one left to speak! ... wait, where am I?

You do nursingaround1 better than nursingaround1.

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