Well, I thought that I was accustomed to how medicine could torture us. Found a new way. Tests to see if you have stress incontinence. Can't they take my word for it that I pee when I sneeze or cough? I suggested that the urologist sit down, and have me do so in stirrups with a full bladder and he would have all the proof he needed right in the face. I know the guy, and gave Anesthesia for his father, so he got a laugh out of it. Insurance had to have fancy tests, WHICH HURT, WERE UNCOMFORTABLE, AND COST A LOT OF MONEY. I HATE MEDICINE, I HATE TESTS, I HATE THE WORLD RIGHT NOW. I ASKED HIM IF HE DID THINGS LIKE THIS TO MEN IN THE OFFICE, AND HE SAID YES, BUT THEY ALWAYS MOAN AND COMPLAIN. My husband acts as though he has had Open Heart Surgery when he has to go have blood drawn and a prostate with his physicals. SUCH WEENIES.