Making eye contact with your parent or sibling during an exam

When you guys had a parent or sibling in the room with you during your exam, did you ever make eye contact with them, or did you try to avoid it? What about them- how did THEY handle that situation?

For me it varied. Usually I would try to avoid making eye contact with mum due to the embarrassment I experienced during the exams. I think most of the time she was more interested in watching in detail what was being done & how I was reacting. A few times we did make eye contact but that was usually when the exam was uncomfortable / painful and she would give a reassuring look.

For me it varied. Usually I would try to avoid making eye contact with mum due to the embarrassment I experienced during the exams. I think most of the time she was more interested in watching in detail what was being done & how I was reacting. A few times we did make eye contact but that was usually when the exam was uncomfortable / painful and she would give a reassuring look.

Was there any change in her demeanor when and if you developed an erection? Knowing my own mom, she probably would have been slightly mortified despite understanding it.

Growing up, I rarely visited the doc unless I was significantly sick or hurt. My mom's chronic health condition ( lupus ) caused my own routine health care to be pushed aside. My mom regularly suffering from painful, debilitating, and potentially life-threatening flare-ups didn't leave much time for the basic turn your head and cough stuff for me.

My foster parents were present for my annual physicals and sick visits from 11-13. At age 14 I started seeing my doctor alone. They maintained eye contact to comfort me as I had some awful experiences with medical professionals up until that point. I was underweight, asthmatic and suffered from anxiety and insomnia. My first physical with my new pediatrician was a turning point. Being in my underwear on the exam table was not necessarily embarrassing as my FP's saw me in my swimming briefs on more than one occasion (I was learning to dive). It was fear of the unknown and those previous experiences caused me to break down and cry which triggered an asthmatic attack. My new doctor was exceptionally kind and understanding and helped me get on the healing road. I was referred to a pediatric pulmonologist to investigate other treatment options for my asthma. (another good doctor) My doctor also recommended I have a neuropsychological evaluation to assess my emotional, cognitive and intellectual skills.

It was something difficult to avoid. Many times, while getting my temperature taken rectally, my feet were facing my parents, but during the genital exam, the doctor would have me face them. That was always the most embarrassing part.

Yes, when I was laying on my back and the doctor removed my underwear to examine my genitals I looked over at my sister and we made eye contact. Same thing happened when I had to hop down from the exam table and stand in front of the doctor naked.

When it was my sister's turn to be examined, I remember making eye contact during the breast exam, when the doctor removed her underwear and examined her genitals, and when she hopped down naked from the exam table.

Yes I was always making eye contact with my dad as the dr examined me from head to toe. my dad was always concerned about my well being growing up and wanted to know everything about it..asking the dr questions about puberty and if I was on the right track and growing the way I should be. my parents even kept a chart of my measurements and growth

I always tried to see what the doc does. But sometimes I noticed that Mom was looking at it, too.

I always tried to keep eye contact with what the doc was doing. But when I was 12, the last time I went in without being on my own, I wasself conscious about being in the exam room with my mother and big brother their.

I knew the drill, and when the doc asked me to strip down to my underpants, I was uncomfortable about being in my boxers in front of them. Whenever I looked over at my mother, she was looking in my direction and my brother was smirking at my discomfort, as I was was asked to take deep breaths in and out as the doc listened to my breathing and then my heart. It was especially embarrassing when the doc got me to lie down and said "I'm just going to have a listen to your tummy now Scott" which felt really childish at that age.

Fortunately I didn't have to take my boxers off, I'd have been mortified if I'd had to.

I usually tried to avoid eye contact with my parents or brothers in these situations, but it happened sometimes of course.

I might make eye contact, depending on what part exam it is. If there is an embarrassing i avoid eye contact. If it’s just a standard exam part I might make eye contact with my parents.

My mother was with me in the exam room when I turned 12.5 years old, through my 18th birthday. If you have read my prior posts, I was in a growth and development study during those years, where my penis was exposed, measured, and examined. Since my penis was overly sensitive, I would get an erection easily and ejaculate. Since the exam room was small, my mother had a full view.

Most of the time, I would look up at the ceiling tiles, at times look at the doctor examining my penis, and on occasion, look at my mother. She would look closely as the doctor examined my penis, and he would explain to her about my growth, he would do the Tanner stages, and tell her that I was developing normally. As he would place his hand on the base and lightly rub my frenulum, he would explain to my mother how sensitive my penis was, and how he explained it to my mother, I had a very overly sensitive frenulum. She did not know what that meant, and he would point out the frenulum, rub it, and I would ejaculate. The times I would look at my mother, she looked more astonished, with a concerned look on her face as I was coming down from my orgasm. He would continue speaking to my mother while wiping up my ejaculate from my stomach and explain to her some exercises to increase my endurance between office visits that she can do at home.

After I got dressed, I would be in the waiting room while he talked privately to my mother. Then my home inspection would happen and my next office visit was every 90 days, until I was 18 and graduated High School and moved away.

I never remember making eye contact. The chair where Mom would sit was perpendicular to the end of the exam table with a decent amount of space, and I was quite shy. I don't even remember making eye contact with the doctor unless the portion of the exam required it.

I can’t recall making eye contact with my mom during exams but perhaps more embarrassing was during the standing hernia exam was the lack of eye contact and upon turning my head to cough seeing that she was paying attention to what the doctor was doing below the waistline

I did look at my mother often during strange and uncomfortable parts of the exam, yes

My 2 daughters also looked at me always

I only looked over at my step mother once during all my exams and I think I was around 11 or 12 and had gotten an erection when the pediatrician took my underwear down and off. I assumed she would look away but when I glanced in her direction she was completely watching the doctor examine me erection and all. It was very embarrassing.

Yes, it's one thing having an embarrassing (usually naked) exam in private with the doctor. It's another step further to have someone you know in there witnessing you submit to the humiliation. When you make eye contact seeing your siblings glee or your mother's pity or encouragement just reinforces that.

I always made eye contact with my mom at the doctor's office when she took me. She came in with me until I was 15.

Okay I think the eye contact is a way of locking their eyes on your eyes, to avoid them looking down at your private parts. I think as long as you lock in on their eyes, their eyes know they WILL be caught if they look down.

Up until 6th grade, there was no avoiding eye contact with my mother or brother. Our doctor would have us stand in the middle of the room, drop our underwear and would check our genitals right in front of mom and whatever sibling was not being examined. In seventh grade at our annual check up she at least had us stand where the table was in the way. At my 8th grade physical for school it was just my mother and I and she had a full view of me getting checked for hernias. In the middle of the school year when we realized I didn’t have a sports physical form signed and the doctors office made me get another physical mom didn’t come in the room with me.