Nooooo! I never got a dose, of any STD but I lived among a number who did.
One of them was warned after his second trip to the corpsman by the 1stSgt. He caught it again and tried to hide it which was impossible in an open bay barracks with open showers. His balls swelled up and turned an ugly dark color. The first shirt walked in one morning and caught him, dragged him down to the dispensary. Our corpsman did the write up and the Navy doctor who had seen him twice before came in, read the sheet and looked at the kid. The corpsman told us that the doc calmly told the guy “I’m sorry son, you waited too long, those will have to come off”. The kid fainted, the doc told the corpsman to admit him and hook him up to a heavy-duty drip and noted that he hoped that this would teach him a lesson.
Yea, we got read the “news” by the Chaplin and all on how you would get a “destruction of government issue, 1 each Article 15 award.”
Then, the corpsmen would come in and say: “Don’t listen to them, come to us, we’ll fix you, and no one will be the wiser!”
Corpsmen were the best.
They really didn’t want you to be afraid to come in and get fixed. What worried them was too many clowns telling you that you would get an Article 15, and you wouldn’t go to see them.
Corpsmen were our friends.
Olongnapo City, the Wild, Wild, West.
True story.. Viet Nam 1971 Flight platoon Chinook helicopter company. A fair haired child name of Stan admitted that he was a virgin. The wild hooligans of the flight platoon decided that this injustice needed immediate remedy ! A nice young sweet thang that was of the proper temperament was hired to do the job. Both virgin and devirginee were appropriately lubricated with alcohol and placed in the only room in flight platoon barracks that had a door. Wild rock and roll music and much ribald encouragement was offered while the maneuver was accomplished. After an appropriate length of time Stan came out clothed in a towel and proceeded to go to the shower room for a postcoital bath. All was well until 4 days later when a horrible sound was heard to roll through the flight platoon.An emergency search was instituted to put the poor animal out of its misery. Turned out it was Stan who was standing at the latrine holding a body part and moaning and groaning. HE was dispatched to the sick call where he was innoculated with 4.8 million units of penicillin with a needle that resembled the harpoon used on moby dick (Thank you Mr. Melville) WE felt really bad that we had contributed to the nefarious deed, but it seems that all came out in the end to the satisfaction of all. Stan, where ever you are, I hope you forgave us.....