Being Examined When Sick

Was anyone still examined when you were sick and went to the doctor?

I have many memories of going to my doctors office when I was sick and still always getting examined.

If my regular doc wasn’t available, I would have to see a different doc and always saw make docs. They all had their own way of examining me as well; I’d be happy to talk more about it if you want.

What happened with you? Different doc or same doc? How did the exam go?

@Kid89 I was examined once while I was sick, but I don't have fond memories of it. It could have changed my whole life. Otherwise, I don't remember being examined for anything other than my illness. Could you give an example? Going to the doctor for a cold and having to drop your underwear?

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Most frequently, it happened when I was a kid. Ear infections, colds and the like; my usual pediatrician saw me. I was often prescribed that pink antibiotic stuff to help. As an adult, I saw my doctor when I had the mildest of shingles flare-ups. I was feeling a little cruddy but not all that sick when that happened.

As a kid, it frequently happened from when I was 5 that I would go to the docs when I was ill and they would ask to do a more detailed exam of me.

They would ask my parents to strip me down to my briefs and then I would step on the scales - the old style ones with the arms on - before I turned round and stood against the wall to get my height measured.

I then sat on the edge of the bed whilst they checked my eyes, ears and throat and did reflex checks. They would then listen to my heart, lungs and belly, before asking if I wanted a listen myself. They never checked my genitals though.

It got more embarrassing as I got older. When I was 8 or 9 and had a bit of puppy fat, the doc discussed with my mother how much weight I need to lose, and then when I was 12 I felt self conscious being stripped down to my boxers and being poked and prodded all over on front of my mother and big brother.

I think that every time i was sick ,until i was 12, i will get an exam from my doctor, an house call was the norm then but sometime at his office.

Oh yeah. As a kid in the 1970s, going to the doctor for something specific always meant a full examination instead of a specific focus on what was ailing you. They say everything is connected (and it is) and I think that level of care which doesn't exist anymore was good medical practice that was applied by doctors who truly cared about patient care without having to worry about micromanagement from the government and insurance companies.

I was a senior in high school. I had a high grade fever and went to the doctor's office. Didn't undress since it was only a sick visit. Doctor came in with a female medical student. The doctor asked me how I expected her to examine me while I was dressed. I took off my hoodie and shirt. I hoped that was all I would have to remove. After the usual stethoscope exam and looking in my mouth, she ordered me to hop down from the table. She reached into the waistband of my sweatpants and underwear, and pulled them down. She said that she wanted to make sure everything was okay down there. She examined my genitals and gave me a hernia exam. After that, I was allowed to dress.

Yes this brings back a lot of memories. There were at least a few times I went to the doctor for a sick visit, and I remember hearing some version of “lay down just need to check your tummy”, and got surprised with my pants being unzipped and an ice cold hand on my balls.

When I was very young, in the 1970s, the doctor would make a house call when I was sick. He was a kind old gentleman who brought a prescription with him, and I doubt the visit including the medicine cost more than $10-$15. He died and then we went to a "pediatrician" who was supposedly better. No matter how ill, I had to go to the office to get examined, and was always ordered to strip to my underwear and sit on the table. On time, in the middle of winter and on a particularly cold day, my mother told me to keep on my shirt because it was cold in the exam room and I was shivering. When the nurse returned with the doctor, we both got hell for not following the nurse's instruction!