The awkwardness of sperm banking

I just wanted to note down and say how awkward and embarrassing the process of going to a sperm bank is. During my first 'session' I was called in and few details were taken from me. They also needed to check my identity which was fair enough and then I was shown to a room with a cup and some instructions. These were not instruction on how to masturbate but what the process is. There was also a 'yellow' folder to help you 'reach the goal' which really disappointed me as I expected a wider choice and maybe some sort of mini-library. All I can say is thank god my phone was fully charged and I had a 3G signal as I would of been in there for hours. The only annoying thing was is that I kept receiving Facebook notifications and SMS messages while I was concentrating on getting out of there. Other things that really put me off is that I kept having to check that the door was locked and it was unsettling whenever you heard someone walk past the door. Also the armchair was very uncomfortable especially whenever I remembered what it was actually used for. To my surprise, I managed to get to the end fairly quickly so I shoved the cup in the little paper bag, washed my hands, stuck the paper bag in the little hatch, buzzed the bell and then I virtually ran to the reception. I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. Then I remembered that I had to wait there as I had to wait for my sperm to be counted and discuss the plan of action. I never felt more uncomfortable sitting there with my friends who know much more worse things I have done in my life but somehow them knowing what I just did seemed to be more embarrassing than anything else I have ever done in my life. Luckily I have great friends who didn't judge or make it even more awkward for me unlike the nurse that called me back in to discuss the results. She started by saying that on average, each person produces 15million sperm cells per millilitre and I only produce 9. I was so shocked I couldn't believe it and I asked her "What, just 9?" to which she replied "no 9million!". This was a relief to me as I didnt think that was too bad but apparently when the sperm is frozen, only half of them survive. Even still, out of the 4.5million, it only takes one... To her it seemed like a big issue, but for me the biggest issue is that she knew what I did 15minutes ago and then she played with it under the microscope. I ended up signing some forms which even now I don't understand and I was told I had to come (excuse the pun) and provide another deposit before I begin chemo. Hopefully the second time round it will be less awkward as I won't have to stick around for the results.