Running into your doctor in public

Well my situation would be different as I met my doctor first as a neighbor and we became what some might call the village that helped raised his kids. His kids spent much time at my parents house when things were going wrong at his house. My parents and I became integral to his family, the youngest girl became a lawyer. I spent time fixing things when they moved into there new house some distance away. The oldest girl earned a Phd. in Plasma Physics and she told me I was the one who inspired her to go into the STEM field. Yes, I put a feather in my cap for that. Don't forget these people may be doctors but they are human too. Respect them and they will respect you and stop overthinking things. I remember one Thanksgiving after dinner my father asked him now that his heart was taken care of, what is going to kill him. The Dr. replied quite candidly, Cancer. He was wrong, Parkinson's killed him in the end.

I see the nurse who carries out my smear test in Sainsburys sometimes whilst shopping, it's a little strange, especially if my girls are with me and ask how I know her❤️

Before I moved to the east coast, I had a primary care doc for almost 30 years. I was one of his first patients when he started his own practice and we were close enough that I had his home number for emergencies..... One night, I met him at a memorial gathering for his cousin. His wife was with him. I expressed my condolences, saying, "I always enjoy seeing you, but not under these circumstances." To which he replied, in front of his wife, "I agree. I much more enjoy your company bending over the exam table with my finger up your ass.!" I guess his wife must have been used to those comments, because she even cracked a smile.

I run into my Doctor about two or three times a month.......at my house. She's friends with my wife( who is a nurse.) I am not the least bothered by her being my neighbor or my doctor. I'm sure she's seen more than one penis. I'll show her mine anytime she needs to see one but so far she has not had any kind of penis envy dilemmas.

Years ago, my gf and I attended a piano concert in town. A message therapist was there who she had seen once, but recognition was not immediate. "I barely recognized you with your clothes on!" she said, and we all laughed.

Another time I ran across a nude model from my figure drawing class. I said hello but she didn't respond.

I run into my GP every now and then at a restaurant. But the funniest thing is when he was 17 he used to work at the grocery store that I shopped at as a cashier. He waited on me every week fast forward to 20 years later he is my doctor.

I run into my GP every now and then at a restaurant. But the funniest thing is when he was 17 he used to work at the grocery store that I shopped at as a cashier. He waited on me every week fast forward to 20 years later he is my doctor.

Ran in to my doctor with her girlfriend on a nude beach one time. That was interesting.

I was in the Navy stationed on a ship. I ran into my doctor nearly every day.

I don’t remember it ever happening. Maybe as a kid but it want a big deal

When I was young the mom of one of my friends became my pediatrician. I don't think I ever visited their house again after that happened, although in my defense I was 12

I have seen my hematologist at another doctor's office- He had his son with him and the doctor actually said hello and my name.

I saw my ob/gyn at a sushi restaurant.- we didn't speak to each other.-lol

Last year, my counselor told me he needed to end the appt early and explained he had an important appt that he couldn't change. . I left wayyy before him and we both ended up at the same tire shop. lol We didn't speak but were side by side talking to customer service. And he found a seat where his back was towards all the other chairs. I didn't approach him. The next appt he told me yes that was the appt he couldn't change. lol

About 2 months ago and a couple weeks after an infusion at the hospital I saw my infusion nurse on some hiking trails. We both said hello to each other.

While my wife was in ICU there was an internist we saw almost daily. He had a broken arm which he said was from a bike accident in MOAB. He was lean and fit, I assumed by “bike” he meant bicycle. Several years later I recognized him at a pub along the Platte River in Denver. He was decked out in leathers and colors along with his girlfriend and was part of a biker group out for a Sunday ride. We chatted a bit, not sure if he remembered us or not, but very cordial. He even stood up when I introduced my wife!

I went to a doctor's office where the receptionist went to the same church as me. She was always very professional, but I often wondered if she saw people in public and then remarked to her husband or family 'he has gall bladder issues' or whatever.

I run into my dr out in public all the time. I have even played golf with him. It's not a big deal he is like any other friend.

Another doctor at the practice I go to is a friend of my dad. He’s not my doctor, but I do see him at the office and around. It’s a little weird in both settings, but I can deal with it. He’s a medical professional, after all.

I see wives at parties and events with her husband. It always is a interesting exchange knowing she has been in front of me with her legs spread in the stirrups and when you see them in public you talk about the PTA

I was seeing a super hot rheumatologist in my 20's and was under strict instructions to keep a regular sleep schedule (fibro diagnosis). Well I saw him at an outdoor Tina Turner concert, he was in a neon pink tshirt with a bunch of guys (ding ding ding, he plays on the same team) and because i was nervous he would give me crap for being out late, I walked right past him. Saw him a few weeks later in the office. He said, "Oh, you should have said hi!" Dammit. I really liked him.

These days, I run into my Irish GP in the wild a couple times a year. He is super nice. His young adult children are in a band together so if they are doing a gig locally, he is there. It has really put me at ease when in a clinical setting because in those situations, I was wildly intimidated by him. At least now I can get thru an exam with a little less embarrassment. I mean, who doesnt like a good arousing medical exam but he is the last guy I want to pop a boner on because I have to see him once a year and as muck as I would enjoy it, I'd rather not have it be awkward for either of us.

I lived with my doctor for about 35 years !!

Two of the doctors from our local surgery are members of the tennis club we play at, so we see them regularly, I do bump into the nurse who carries out my smear test in Sainsburys every once in a while, that's always interesting as I'm fully aware she's seen everything, it's not embarrassing at all, but the first time my daughters asked how I knew her, was an interesting conversation, so the answer was obviously 'she's the nice lady who looks after Mummy when I visit the doctors', they accepted that and no more questions ❤️

I once bumped into my optometrist and mumbled, “Sorry, I didn’t see you.” Before realizing who it was.

I ran into my GP doctor many times at the local department store being in a small town. It's never been awkward or anything any different than just a "HI DOC" greeting.

Living in a small town, I've ran into my GP a few times. Each time we just say hi and continue on our way. It's not awkward at all, though the exams are always casual feeling as well. Though last time as I passed him with his family, I chuckled about how he's seen my penis in all its states and felt my prostate.

I often meet up with my Gynecologist and her Wife. I do not see anything kinkey about it. We go to the same events and shop at the same places. Both of them are nice people. They are at my place for board game parties.

Around 1954 I was 6 years old, went to town with mom and my three sisters, we ran into our family doctor in the pharmacy where mom's friend Marcella worked. He asked how we were all doing, talked about us due for a checkup soon, so nothing embarrassing, just small talk. But we all knew this was the man that usually said as he was getting ready to leave after a house call "give him/her a good enema, a good clean out wouldn't hurt.

LostInThe50s