Being watched by a parent when having an exam

Just curious. Has anyone besides myself had their Mother, or Father watch you getting the exam from the Doctor? What was it like? How did you feel?

Just my wife (ex). We watched each others.

My thoughts changed as I got older. At first probably between the ages of 5 and 8, there was overwhelming worry about receiving a shot so that I only focused on mom protecting me from that eventuality. Being undressed seemed to take second place to having a shot. Of course, I was still required to undress and often be bare during a rectal temp and shot.

Between 9 and 10, I was aware of having to strip and often protested to no avail. Mom then was the enforcer of the nurse or doc's request.

At 11 and 12, it was total humiliation. Somewhere in that age range came the realization of reacting to the exam with shock and embarrassment due to genital reactions. Having one's parent observe the onset of puberty is mighty upsetting.

From 13 on, it was total terror as erections were inevitable during the exam. Trying to shield my penis was of little value. It was not automatic for me to do so as the sense of being naked was more prevailing. It also took a while to recognize how having the thermometer nestled in my butt could trigger an erection. I am not sure which came first, the being naked or having the thermometer inserted and waiting.

Overall, the impact of being examined became imprinted as a result of having no real control over what was to be done. By the time, I realized the difference between being "Undressed," or having to remove some clothing, I was well aware of feeling embarrassed at being stripped in front of a parent, doctor or nurse. The experience of watching the nurse weigh me - be it bare or partially undressed - only mattered for a few minutes because there was more to follow that would inevitably require my butt to be fully exposed. Seeing her lube the thermometer did little to dissuade me from feeling okay. The visual confirmation of the thermometer or her holding a syringe just made me tense and shake. The moment that either one took place just reinforced the process of being submissive, which now has become a strong factor in arousal.

This is a wonderful topic and hope to read how others have come to process the exam and associated memories and anticipation of new exams now.

For me the arousal factor is reinforced through role play or imaginary rehearsal in the days leading up to an exam. It is as if the visual recollection of standing in front of the doc or nurse having my briefs lowered and/or removed is happening again.

Uuuuhm, that's normal up to a certain age I would say?????

I remember my dad being present in the emergency room when I had a thermometer stuck up my ass for what seemed an eternity.

As a teenager, until 15 or 16, my mother was with me at each doctor visit and watched intentionally at the exam. In France, the exam was in panties and, at some point, the doctor lowered the panties to palpate the testicles and so on. This was somehow humiliating for me. I say that she watched intentionally not for judging me but because she was fond of medicine.

I asked a very similar question a while back, yet mine was deleted. People are weird.

I asked a very similar question a while back, yet mine was deleted.

@ILuvLadyDocs - The OP on this thread has shared his own experiences many times. You have not but have only asked others for details of theirs, and that's the difference.

My father supervised mine and my sister’s exams until we were 18.

To Dr. Z-

Fair enough. Sadly, I don't have many youthful experiences to share because I rarely visited the doctor for anything unless I was truly sick. It was my MOM who was constantly in and out of hospitals and doctors' offices due to her lupus.

With my mom suffering a painful, debilitating, and life-threatening medical condition, my own personal health care needs fell off the map.

I only have one significant story to share. When I was about 10-11 years old, my mom brought me to the urologist to figure out the bedwetting problem I was having. I was VERY unhappy. Not only because I was embarrassed about my condition, but also because I knew what was about to happen.

When it came time for the exam, I asked my mom not to look. Thankfully she obliged. The doctor ( a young male ) kindly shut the drapes giving up both privacy.

Ironically, my embarrassment and shame regarding my own body in general was my mom's fault, as her and my dad were both total prudes. That was the last truly intimate medical exam that I ever received from a healthcare provider until my early 20s.

Up until I was a teen one of my parents was in the room during the exam. It never bothered me at all.

My mother was at all of my well child exams with the pediatrician, through my 16th birthday. I was used to the ritual and only ever got annoyed as I got older about how much I was treated like a little kid, even when I was old enough to drive.

A parent, or someone over the age of 21 was required to be present at my doctor’s office until 18 years old. My mom would take me when younger, then my dad would usually go. There were times when he was unavailable so my mom would once again assume the role. Over the course of time, I was accompanied by an aunt, a friend’s mom or dad, or a friend’s older brother.

In our country, children under 14 were examined only in the presence of a legal representative. It was the parents or someone they gave written permission to do so. Especially if the examination involved exposure. I was often driven by my sister, who was already 18 years old. During the period of 10-11 years, there were especially many examinations with undressing. I was always ashamed and embarrassed that my mother or sister was watching, but I could not do anything. I took it as a shameful and uncomfortable, but necessary action.

To the original poster - you certainly are not alone at all. It actually is very common, although perhaps some don't want to talk about it.

My mother was in the exam room with me all the way through high school, and my pediatrician did very complete physical exams which involved extended nudity. I actually didn't mind and was glad that she was in there with me.

End of senior year of high school my father took me to his doctor for my pre-college physical exam and he stayed in the exam room with me. Another very thorough physical exam done as I was completely nude, and my father got to see me getting my first prostate exam !

My mother attended exams until I was 18. She did the same for my brother as well. Sure it can be awkward, but your parents changed your diapers and gave you baths. They’re not seeing anything new and are most likely unfazed by seeing your genitals once a year. They’re there for your health and to make sure you’re not being taken advantage of. I’d certainly stay for my children’s exams, no matter their age or gender.

Until I was 12 if I went to the doctors when I was ill and they wanted to carry out a detailed exam, my father, or more often my mother was in the exam room watching (as was my big brother).

I would be stripped down to my underpants and it never bothered me until I started puberty and I felt self conscious sitting there being poked, prodded and listened to over my semi naked body.

My mom came with me until I was 18 or 19. We’d sit next to each other in the waiting room.

“Amanda the doctor will see you now”. I’d follow the nurse and mom would come with me. I didn’t think it was weird at the time. That’s just how things worked. Now it does feel a little weird. Hindsight’s 20/20.

Some of the points that caused me anxiety- The doctor or the nurse talking to my mother instead of me. “Looks like you are here for a physical. Can you have your daughter undress to her underpants?” Im practically and adult. You can talk to me.

As a grew older it got weirder and weirder. We didn’t have a relationship where nudity was common. And I didn’t have a best friend relationship with her. So it was very awkward sitting there. Practically naked. Being poked and prodded.

There was also the loss of control I felt. My feelings were last in line. It didn’t matter if I didn’t want the doctor to do that to me. I was expected to do as told. I was last in line of autonomy. I had to do what mom, the nurse or the doctor said. I talked to mom about it. And she would just brush it off. “Preventative health care is important. That’s all this is. And it’s a part of growing up. No one likes getting undressed and looked all over. But it’s going to happen for the rest of your life so get used to it. “. This often made me angry.

And then the final thing that made it all that more weird was that as I got older I figured out going to the doctor really turned me on. All that embarrassment and anxiety fed into those feelings in some strange way. So you know, fast forward to the exam room…. my undies are down. The doctor is touching me very intimately. And I’m loving it. Then I look 7 feet to my right and see mom there.

I didnt know how to feel about it. But it kinda manifested as shame.

Now I jwelcome all of those feelings. What happened, happened and it’s a part of what makes me, me. And I love reading other people’s stories here about similar situations.

@Amanda_O to bad you didn't accept my friend request Amanda, would have loved to chat and exchange with you

This was my reality for nearly EVERY exam until I was in my later teens. Of course, it was a different era, but even aside from that, it was something that made me anxious, as I knew I would be seen on my tummy having my temperature taken.

During my younger years, my father always took me to my medical exams. From junior high and up my dad was still the one to accompany me. My dad ... and other fathers ... even attended my sports related group exams. As my father aged ... and me being an only son ... I always took my dad to his exams. My father ... nor his doctors ... ever knew how much I enjoyed this new found role reversal.

During my younger years, my father always took me to my medical exams. As my father aged ... and me being an only son ... I always took my dad to his exams. My father ... nor his doctors ... ever knew how much I enjoyed this new found role reversal.

Did you and your dad ever do your physical exams together ?

When I was 11-13 my foster parents sat in on my annual physicals and sick visits. I actually wanted them there because a doctor's exam table was a frightening place for me because I was previously abused and mishandled by several (so called) medical professionals during my time in state custody. I give much credit to my new pediatrician as she worked diligently to gain my trust. At 14 I felt at ease enough to go it alone for my yearly physical.

As a child, my mother was present at all of my exams for my premature puberty. This was every 2 months from age 7 - 16 and was highly embarrassing, as she was sat only a couple of feet away from me with full view of everything that happened - including the inevitable rock hard erection and leaking of pre-cum.

As a child, my mother was present at all of my exams for my premature puberty. This was every 2 months from age 7 - 16 and was highly embarrassing, as she was sat only a couple of feet away from me with full view of everything that happened - including the inevitable rock hard erection and leaking of pre-cum.

That had to be super awkward. What was her reaction to that? Did you guys ever discuss or joke about it later? What did the doctor say, if anything?

I would it was very common, I had parent present in the exam room up to about 16 and as a parent myself it was no different.

I have no recollection of a parent being with me during a routine exam although I’m sure at a young age they were. Both my parents worked and didn’t take time to accompany me, nor did they feel they needed to be there. Sports physicals, routine exams while in grade school (as far as I remember) and in junior high and above were always alone. My mother was with me a few times when she took me to the ER when I needed stitches or after I was hit by a car with a sore arm.

At clinic or GP exams up to 11/12 my mum sat in. At school there was a nurse when I was younger.

@molliewhite did you have school medicals, or was this for exams such as GP visits?

And then the final thing that made it all that more weird was that as I got older I figured out going to the doctor really turned me on. All that embarrassment and anxiety fed into those feelings in some strange way. So you know, fast forward to the exam room…. my undies are down. The doctor is touching me very intimately. And I’m loving it. Then I look 7 feet to my right and see mom there.

@Amanda_O This is exactly how I felt. When I realized that I had a medical fetish and enjoyed being touched by the doctor, it became increasingly weird to have my mother and sister in the exam room. I wanted to let go and fully enjoy the experience, but I worried about what they would think. It was bad enough that I would become erect during the genital exam. Yet somehow it was the embarrassment of having them in the room that made it more erotic. The feeling that I shouldn't be enjoying this made it more naughty and taboo. I finally realized that I enjoyed the humiliation, loss of control, and being treated like a piece of meat by the doctor.