Back in the mid-90s I worked with an old-school (for that time) RN, who was also a Baptist minister's wife. She was an excellent nurse, and always very kind to everyone. The only thing--she absolutely refused to have anything to do with a penis. She would refuse to cath a male, check surgical sites around a penis, give a bedpan to a male, or even hand a urinal to a male who could do the rest himself. She would always get other nurses to do her male caths, and get the orderly we had on on nights to do the rest. Plus, when things got hectic, she could be more than a bit addled.
Once there was a 30-something man on the floor, who for some reason I can't remember, had come in for a circumcision. He was her patient. He was having problems with post-op swelling, so she kept the orderly, an older gentleman named Hubert, checking on him and applying ice. At one point, she had picked up the phone in the nurse's station to page Dr. Smith, the house doc for another matter. She punched in the numbers to do an overhead page, said, "Dr. Smith..." and saw Hubert walking towards her. She turned away from the phone and called to Hubert, "Is that man's penis still swollen?" However, she turned back to the telephone receiver too soon, and what went out over the intercom was, "Dr. Smith....'s penis still swollen?"
Elderly Dr. Smith was a few steps behind Hubert, coming up the hall. He stopped, looked down at himself, and said, "Not in years, thank God!"