Ever been to a D or Medical Situation that seemed odd?

Have you ever been required to have an examination or medical situation where you felt it was an odd situation. Or something that seemed out of place. Once I was required to do a drug screen at a facility and a woman said she was going to have to supervise a urine collection drug screen visually as she told me it was the norm. I objected, as did the company I worked for, she wasn’t a nurse or physician. It later transpired it was not their procedure either. Seemed odd that she wanted to do that.

Sophomore year of high school I had broken out with eczema on my lower arms. Usually my mother took care of all of my doctor appointments but for some reason my father took me to see a dermatologist about the rash. I was told to strip down to my boxer shorts, which I thought was a little strange for a rash on my arms, but at the time I had a pediatrician who had you strip to your under shorts no matter what you went in for, so I just took that in stride.

The dermatologist comes into the exam room, spends about 20 seconds looking at my arms, and then turns to my father and says that he would like to do a full body skin exam. My dad said "sure" and the doctor told me to take off my boxer shorts and lie on my stomach on the exam table. He went over every square inch of my backside and then had me flip over and went over every square inch of my front.

I sure wasn't expecting to be examined completely nude for a rash on my arms.

Once I was required to do a drug screen at a facility and a woman said she was going to have to supervise a urine collection drug screen visually as she told me it was the norm.

Maybe she'd seen one too many police/crime shows. It seems like a trope on such shows that urine collection for drug testing be done under supervision. And that means eye-on supervision. Not just go into the room and pee, but truly watching nothing is taken out a pocket as substitution.

I was told to strip down to my boxer shorts, which I thought was a little strange for a rash on my arms, but at the time I had a pediatrician who had you strip to your under shorts no matter what you went in for, so I just took that in stride... I sure wasn't expecting to be examined completely nude for a rash on my arms.

Similar rash thing here. At my annual checkup at 13, after the exam was over, my mom mentioned to my pediatrician having taken me to another doctor a few months earlier for a rash, but she couldn't remember what the doctor said it was. I said "pityriasis rosea," at which point the pediatrician said, "It looks like someone is able to answer his own medical history now." I smiled proudly, wondering if that meant my mom would not be coming in with me for my check ups anymore. I was an eighth-grader and tired of being treated like a baby. It was too late for that visit, because I'd already been weighed in just tighty whities in the hallway, and the doctor had pulled those down to my knees twice, once on the table for the genital exam, and again while standing for the hernia check, both times in full view of my mom. But what happened next made clear that the babying would continue.

He said, "In that case, let's do a quick skin check to be sure there was no scarring." He told me to get back up on the exam table and lie down on my back again. He then proceeded to pull my undies completely off and hand them to my mom, positioning my legs sort of like a frog, with my knees apart and my feet together. I am sure he had examined me fully naked as an infant or toddler, but this was the first time I could remember lying completely naked on the exam table without the hope of pulling my undies up quickly if someone walked into the room. Not that I had any new development to be shy about -- I was a late bloomer and would not start puberty at all until the next year. I still had a little boy's penis and testicles and no hair whatsoever. But intellectually, I was an eighth grader already scoring high on college entrance exams, so I thought I should be treated more grown-up.

After a couple minutes of them eyeballing every inch of my skin, paying special attention to my abdomen and thighs, where the rash was the worst, he had me turn over, and he checked my back. He then said, "Good, no scars. You can hop off the table." I reached toward my mom for my undies, and she said, "Just wait until we're done." While I stood there completely naked, she then asked if there was anything she needed to keep an eye on before my check up at 14, or if we should come back sooner, and he said everything would be fine, and my 14th birthday exam would be sufficient as usual.

At the time, I was just thinking about what if someone walked in. Only in retrospect did I realize that the extra exposure at that exam, and questions about coming back in sooner or keeping an eye on me, were all about me being a late bloomer, with the rash being just a pretext. Again, if they had simply let me know that all of it was for my late puberty, I would have understood all the extra nudity, even if I didn't like it.

As for the babying of having my mom in future exams to answer all questions for me, being undressed to my undies from the start, including height and weight in the hall, and the doctor pulling down my undies twice during the exam, in full view of my mom, that did not change. It was the same every year, including my 16th birthday. That pediatrician only treated me more like an adult in the final minutes of my final exam, when they both could see that my penis and testicles were at Tanner IV, at which point he finally started talking to me instead of my mom. Unfortunately it was to ask me about my first ejaculation, how many months ago it happened, and whether I was awake or asleep, effectively forcing me to admit to them that I was masturbating. With the exception of those final minutes, that pediatrician babied me my whole life.

@spbb I think when you saw the doctor for the rash he should have taken some initiative and suggest going forward that you need to start having "alone time"' with the doctor. It seemed he was aware you were growing up and it was time to move to an adult level doctor/patient relationship. It is so important for an adolescent to feel empowered.

When I was 14 I had to undergo a very comprehensive physical exam prior to my adoption. Due to the important nature of the exam my foster parents felt they should be in the exam room as they were during previous check ups and sick visits but they also realized I was moving into adulthood so I was given the choice. When they asked me my response was "I can handle this". My dad playfully punched my arm and said "Yeah, yeah I just bet you can handle this, tough guy". My Pediatrician said "Good to see you today, young man. No mom and dad now? Look who is becoming an adult". No doubt I was becoming a man.

I don't know if this is odd or not but after it was over and I had time to think about it, it seemed kinda odd to me. I went to get a DOT physical done when I was in my thirties. I had been getting these exams done every two years since I was twenty three years old. During what I thought was going to be the part where you get checked for a hernia and then you are done he started examining my penis very thoroughly. All of sudden out of the blue he announced that he was going to give me a rectal exam so he could collect a stool sample. I still haven't figured out why I needed to have a stool sample collected in order to drive a truck. I had never had anything like this done before during a DOT physical and it has never happened since during one these physicals.

Unfortunately no. But I’d love to one day

All of sudden out of the blue he announced that he was going to give me a rectal exam so he could collect a stool sample. I still haven't figured out why I needed to have a stool sample collected in order to drive a truck. It had never happened before or has never happened since.

The stool sample is to check for blood in the stool, a possible sign of cancer.

I never had one only for that but as a part of doing a rectal/prostate exam the doctor would smear a sample of the stool on a special card which would change color in the presence of blood.

@spbb Wow, yeah that’s quite the thorough exam. And I agree if you had been told the exams true context you would have understood what was going on. I think being upfront with kids and teens about that stuff is important. The exam might still be embarrassing. But at least you understand why it’s happening.

a woman said she was going to have to supervise a urine collection drug screen visually .....Seemed odd that she wanted to do that.

The opportunity to ask if she thinks your cock is suckworthy, an suggest it as a possible compensation for enduring what she's forcing you to do

@spbb I think when you saw the doctor for the rash he should have taken some initiative and suggest going forward that you need to start having "alone time"' with the doctor.

I think he'd have deferred to a parent's wishes even if not a patient's wishes, but I really just don't think that he was trained (in the 60's) that teen guys needed alone time with the doctor. I don't think that training changed until much later, and even then, boys were an afterthought. "Alone time" was for a teenage girl to ask for birth control, but they started giving the same deference to boys merely to not upset the evangelicals.

I had two friends I'd known since kindergarten who saw the same pediatrician, and a much newer friend who transferred in to our town our sophomore year of high school, and all 3 of us had similar experiences with that doctor. He just didn't think boys needed medical privacy.

But, again, this situation when I was 13 where he kept me naked on the table for several minutes for the skin check only seemed odd because it was different than what I was used to. All of that exam prior to the skin check, including the doctor twice lowering my undies in front of my mom, seemed totally normal to me at the time, and since I still hadn't started puberty, I had nothing new to be embarrassed about. And even my friends who hadn't gotten used to medical privacy like the transfer kid, and neither being a late bloomer like me, said when we were sharing our experiences at 15 that their moms saw their penises and testicles every year, too. (We were laughing that the new friend said "dick and balls" when we were used to the doctor saying "penis and testicles" during that part of the exam when he showed our mothers how we were developing.) And by then both of them would have been obviously in puberty for a couple of years.

We all were just used to it, so it never seemed odd, just as long as he followed the same ritual we were used to, every year.

@spbb Wow, yeah that’s quite the thorough exam. And I agree if you had been told the exams true context you would have understood what was going on. I think being upfront with kids and teens about that stuff is important. The exam might still be embarrassing. But at least you understand why it’s happening.

Exactly. And being naked in front of the doctor and my mom really wasn't embarrassing. I was just nervous someone else would walk in while I was lying naked on the exam table like one of the babies being taken there. But he knew by then that I was intellectually capable of understanding, so it would have been nice if he had just explained that it was a special exam since it was my 13th birthday, and I hadn't even started puberty yet. I'd have been nervous about being an under-achiever about something, but not embarrassed by the doctor and my mom seeing my penis and testicles.