My first year at university I remember my residence hall had a bunch of welcome activities to make everyone feel at home and meet new friends.One of the activities was cookie-decorating for a movie night later that evening. Since we weren’t necessarily going to eat the cookies that we decorated, catering passed around a box of white nitrile gloves. One of the girls on the floor above me pulled hers on and then, while looking down at her gloved fingers said “This reminds me of being at the doctor.”That was enough to send my imagination into overdrive, imagining her lying naked on the table as her doctor pulled on gloves in preparation for a vaginal exam.
Usually I imagine them going through a full exam and having to get naked for a genital exam. Especially so if it's someone I'm interested in.
Me personally, I would be looking them in the eyes, listening to what they are saying and where they are going with it, and reading the body language for clues as well. That would determine how I would respond and think.
I spent my teen years wondering and fantasizing about my classmates’ exams. Whenever someone left class early or arrived late because of a doctor appointment, OMG I just fixated on him or her and wondered if they’d just been through the kinds of things that happened to me at my pediatrician’s. My mental images were them undressed to their underwear, then underwear being removed for those very intimate hands on examinations of their private parts.If a swim team friend mentioned getting her annual physical that day, I admit that I would intentionally sneak a peek at her when she changed in and out of her swimsuit, thinking that her doctor had a very up close look at her… sometimes I took these thoughts home with me 😳
I keep trying to imagine the woman in front of me undergoing an intimate examination. I then always base myself on the scenario that my wife should follow during her gynecological examination. She is asked to undress naked under the girdle, she has to unbutton her blouse and her bra. She can still keep it on, but when the breast examination starts, she has to take off her clothes. At that point she is completely naked.
I'd possibly see them going through what I used to during a physical. It wasn't mentioned very often. As it was just something most went through if they planned to be a participant in sports.As an adult physicals aren't quite what they were. A little less hands on. More concerned with blood work results. Again not much is said about getting a physical. Discussions, if they happen, are on specific issues and treatments to resolve/correct the issues.
In the same vein, maybe?When I was at Parris Island for Marine boot camp... during the first month or so of training, every couple of days after morning physical training, we would run through the showers and then stand on line in front of our bunks wrapped only in a towel (and wearing cheap shower shoes). Then an officer (a Lieutenant or Captain) would walk down the line and stop in front of each recruit. When he did, you lifted your towel and held it over your head and turned around in a 360 and stated whatever physical injuries or problems you had (and it better be "Sir, this recruit has no physical problems too report at this time!"). They were looking for rashes, infected cuts, or bruises shaped like the DI's fist. While we ran PT every day, we did these "hygiene inspections" once our twice a week.About a 200-300 yards away was the 4th Recruit Training Battalion - where all of the female Marine recruits were trained. It was an almost constant fantasy to imagine a platoon of 40 or 50 young women doing the same thing... one by one raising their towels over their heads and doing a slow 360 under the gaze of the female DIs.Does that count?
I just hope they don’t rant about their medical issues. I try to not make eye contact and change the subject.
The other aspect is looking at one leaving the exam area and walking past you in reception. It's such a curious moment trying to assess body language and guessing what took place. Of course, the best is being able to overhear if one can what is taking place in an adjacent exam area. It doesn't happen often but when it does, its gold! I suspect we are all like this when going for our physicals. On the other hand, I have to remember that for some the circumstances are serious. It's different than when I was a teen and then most of what happened was common to all of my friends. The look of a worried teen or one leaving close to tears or crying was usually the scenario that was confronted. It's funny how I was curious about how others appeared and now realize that those in the waiting area were doing the same to me. I am certain I did not hide my anxiety or embarrassment very well. Clearly the nurses knew and often wonder if they spoke about my exams or reactions during one? Ahhh to be a fly on the wall.