Duffy wrote:
So I went to a doctor, you big giant cry baby.
She fingered my butthole until I climaxed and then she asked me if there was anything else she could do for me so I showed her the bald spot.
She scraped the skin to check for fungus (ringworm) and there was none.
She said, “it happens, it’ll get better, or it won’t.”
Then she cupped my balls and asked why I coughed.
She then asked me why I decided to come see her for a little bald patch and I told her some sappy Trump ball washer on an Internet forum got all weepy thinking about my impending death and begged me to see a doctor.
She laughed and said, “what a pussy that guy must be!” and we both laughed and laughed.
It doesn't count as seeing the "doctor" when said "doctor" is a prostitute specializing in role playing.