Innocent examinations by parents

Did any of you receive any superficial examination at home? My parents were not doctors or nurses but they did examinations on my sister and I on some occasions, they were visual examinations such as skin scrapes, bruises or inflammations and very simple things, I have never heard of this being done in other houses and is it my curiosity to know that it happened in my own house?

On occasion my mom would check me over from head to toe usually right a bath. Especially in the summer time after playing outside. She would look for bug bites and wood ticks. She did this up until I was old enough to do it myself.

Yes, I had superficial examinations at home by my parents up until about age 8 or 9. I can remember pulling on my groin and that resulting in a check of my privates by my parents. But this was due to nothing more than me outgrowing my underwear and needing a larger size. There were one or two other instances as well.

When my parents stopped washing me in the bath, they just checked after I had a bath or shower if I have washed myself properly.

My mother used to check my sister and me for ticks. She would look in our hair, under our arms, between our toes, between our butt cheeks and between our labia.

My mother used to check my sister and me for ticks. She would look in our hair, under our arms, between our toes, between our butt cheeks and between our labia.

We had the same "tick checks". In the summer for a few years we spent a couple of weeks working on a friend of the family's farm. Cows, pastures, bailing hay, barn work etc. My mom always checked us for ticks, and if she had left us there, "Glady", the friend of my mother's, would check us. Found a few big ones!!

Mum took my rectal temp twice day i was asthmatic keep check for infections often insert her finger deep up my bottom see if i needed enema

After bringing one home, I’d get the tick check in the summer time. Mostly my hair but it would be strip off for going over. I’d do the same with my kids at bath time.

Not sure if this applies, but here goes:

My mother was a nurse practitioner, and would auscultate my lungs and chest when I was sick. One time when I was 13 I was unwell, and my mother told me she wanted to listen to my chest. I unbuttoned my pajama top, lay back, and closed my eyes. I started to meditate, and soon became oblivious to the touch of the stethoscope. I went so deep into a trancendental meditation trance that my heartbeat slowed down to the point she could barely hear it.

When my parents stopped washing me in the bath, they just checked after I had a bath or shower if I have washed myself properly.

Same thing here @Kulemh

I actually started to bathe by myself when I was 7 years old, from that moment on I never allowed my Mom to see me naked again (and up until her passing she never did) but it was my Dad who did all that checking, to see if I washed properly and didn't get any body area unwashed.

He did that visual check from head to toe as soon as I exited the bathroom, whenever he was home.

That was until I turned 8½ y.o and I started feeling embarrassed by that so he stopped.

From then on, none of my parents saw me naked again (well my Dad did some other times but by suddenly breaking inside the bathroom because he knew it pissed me off, specially when I started growing pubes! I always had to cup my balls whenever he did that!)

My mom is a RN so she has given me cursory exams from time to time. When I was a teen I lost some weight due to stress and anxiety. My biological mother died of a drug overdose the day after my 15th birthday. After 3 weeks in a psychiatric hospital I lost some weight due to a diminished appetite. I was shirtless and ready to take a swim when mom took my vitals, listened to and percussed my heart and lungs followed by checking my thyroid gland. I was skinny to begin with but the additional weight loss and loss of muscle tone sparked her concern.

When I was 12 I awoke from a horrible dream on a hot summer's night. I was drenched in sweat and mom took my vitals after removing my undershirt. She was not too happy when she noticed I removed a lengthy scab from my shoulder (fell off my bike). It itched like crazy. Mom lectured me a little and applied antibiotic ointment and kept her eye on it for a week or so. Dad cleaned me off with a hot cloth and massaged my neck and shoulders while my big kind hearted dog sat next to me to calm me down.

The last time mom examined me was at age 19. I was home from college. I injured my shoulder working out and just getting off a 5.5 hour flight was not helping. From the moment I removed my jacket she knew something was wrong. "Lose that t shirt so I can check you over, young man. You have nothing I haven't seen before." After taking my vitals, and examining my shoulder along with my upper body (chest, shoulders and back) she determined I should see my pediatrician. Diagnosis: Moderate muscle strain.

I once saw booklet put out by - I THINK - the US Department of Health and Human Services (but I could be wrong about that) in the 1940s that was meant for families in remote, rural areas who at that time in such areas didn't always have easy access to a doctor. It instructed parents on how to perform a physical exam that would spot issues that would require them to take the next step of traveling to a doctor and encouraged them to do it at least once a year for children and teenagers. It had very basic line-drawing illustrations and description of a variety of problems. This was not intended to be instructions for treatment, just for parents to be able to watch for trouble. It said to do the examination in a well-lit room and a firm bed or other surface for the kid to lie down on. It said that brothers and sisters should be examined separately but that "brothers can usually be examined together without a problem." It suggested that girls be allowed to wear a nightgown or a robe but that boys could simply "be told to disrobe." I wish I had made a copy of this. If anyone else has heard of it or seen a copy, please let me know where.

Same thing here @Kulemh

That was until I turned 8½ y.o and I started feeling embarrassed by that so he stopped.

From then on, none of my parents saw me naked again (well my Dad did some other times but by suddenly breaking inside the bathroom because he knew it pissed me off, specially when I started growing pubes! I always had to cup my balls whenever he did that!)

You were lucky @Gonzalo

I had to undergo this check up until 13-14 when I already had my pubes well established.

My mother once checked me for pinworms. It was one of the most humiliating experiences I had growing up

You were lucky @Gonzalo

I had to undergo this check up until 13-14 when I already had my pubes well established.

Ouch! Was it performed by both your parents? Or at least only by your Dad? (in order to make you feel less embarrassed) -the latter, I hope-

In my case it probably was because I'm an only child and due to my family being too conservative (no casual nudity around home at all) I guess they choose to (mostly) respect my privacy -although Dad did those sudden irruptions several times, to tease me and bother me!- (although I wasn't able to do the same because he preserved his modesty pretty well)

@Nurse_Phillips Oh yeah, checking for ticks. We have done it for our kids after hiking in the countryside. We own some of these small, inexpensive tools for easy removal of ticks. We seldom have had ticks but only one is enough to transmit disease…

My mother once checked me for pinworms. It was one of the most humiliating experiences I had growing up

@Medler , how did she do that?

My Mom worked in the hospital with a nurse from Africa.

She told us in their area of the country if the girls clitoris was visible it was considered sexy and highly valuable as the girl got older to get married.

When she told me this story I was in shock and couldn't believe it!!

That is why 19th and early 20th century anthropologists had a field day in Africa. One could find and document any and all kinds of (sexual/social) practices that varied wildly from region to region. Lots of intriguing and fascinating practices that were indeed hard to believe.

When I was aged 7-11 my mother would stretch my foreskin when I was in the bath sometimes after a doctor advising it was tight. Not an exam as such, but totally innocent.

@Examined

When I was aged 7-11 my mother would stretch my foreskin when I was in the bath sometimes after a doctor advising it was tight. Not an exam as such, but totally innocent.

Didn't you feel embarrassed when your mother did this? And did she just stretch your foreskin by pulling it back, or also maybe other ways (I trained my foreskin myself from the age of 13).

Nowadays, hopefully parents leave that kind of exercise to their boys themselves ...

@Randomino

Yes, I found it very embarrassing. She pulled it back three or four times and also washed behind it with a soap and flannel.

@Examined

Yes, I found it very embarrassing. She pulled it back three or four times and also washed behind it with a soap and flannel.

This does not only sound embarrassing to me but also uncomfortable, if not even painful ... as sensitive as such a young glans must be (still as a young teen I couldn't almost even touch my own glans without feeling a kind of a shock maybe best described as an electric stroke).

How innocent are they normally lead to treatments not all that pleasant like soap up bum or enemas mum checked foreskin madel shure strech. Check my anus for worms also up my bum see of needed enema check my chest for crackling if infection take rectal temps twice day insert meds up bum

I think it's pretty usual for kids to be examined for scrapes and bruises if they mention hurting themselves.

A less usual issue… My mother got scared when a cousin was circumcised for phimosis. I think our doctor told her to "keep an eye" on my own foreskin, because, following that incident with the cousin, she checked on me once in a while until I was maybe 12 (less frequently in later years, I think). She checked the skin retracted well and that things looked clean and not irritated.

Like @Pecan_nutjob, I was checked for phimosis and my mother even tried to retract my foreskin by force. As far as I know, this did not last long and it was decided that the problem should be resolved surgically.

Around age 5 my mother became concerned that my testicles had not descended. She check me at bath time several times a week. She eventually made a doctors appointment for me. The doctor probed around my belly and scrotum and declared I had 'shy testicles' (easily retracted into the abdomen.) My mom did continue checking from time to time as did the doctor. In time they appeared in my scrotum to stay.

Like others here routine checks of typical childhood injuries were common as well was tick checks in summer. In boy scouts on camping trips we boys were expected to inspect our tent mates hair, back, butt crack and crotch for ticks each night. I found that embarrassing but important so we dutifully got it done.

Like others here routine checks of typical childhood injuries were common as well was tick checks in summer. In boy scouts on camping trips we boys were expected to inspect our tent mates hair, back, butt crack and crotch for ticks each night. I found that embarrassing but important so we dutifully got it done.

To be fair, when you're facing the risk of contracting a debilitating disease from a dangerous parasite, that's certainly no time to be modest.

My mother was a nurse. I recall her checking into whatever ailment I had before rushing to a doctor. Never felt weird. Nudity was also normalized in our household so health and wellness was important and never awkward. I was a product of the late 70s and early 80s.