Surprises at the Doctor

Having grown up in the era of penicillin shots, visits to the doctor normally involved the dread instruction to drop trousers, pull down pants and bend over the receptionist's lap for one. When I went for a routine examination in my adolescence, I felt confident of avoiding that painful humiliation because, not being ill, I wouldn't need an injection but I had forgotten about booster shots. After the examination came the nasty surprise of having to bend bare-bottomed across the smiling receptionist's lap for her to watch me get three quick posterior stings that left unable to sit down next day.

Went to local hospital to see a dr regarding prostate issues, i was pleasantly suprised to find the dr was an attractive woman, was even better when i had to lie on my side for a rectal exam, then to stand for a check of my balls and cock, though no one has said why the ball and cock check.

Went in for prostate exam and after giving a urine sample which I expected, the nurse had me lay in the exam table and open my pants. She pulled my under pants down in front and did an ultrasound on my bladder.

My most recent physical exam was with a PA about 1/2 my age. She was very professional and courteous. While I was lying on the exam table in my boxer briefs my own doctor stopped in to see how I was doing. It felt a little awkward during the genital and prostate exam. She was attractive with a really a nice looking fit body which caused a somewhat noticeable bulge in my shorts. The staff at my clinic seem to enjoy me as a patient. When I have walked in from an illness or injury I never gripe and complain about tests/procedures etc. The conversation starts off with something: "Hey, do you think you could fix this, please. I am a technician, not an engineer or a scientist. I tried Tylenol PM and cold beer without much success. Looks like this one is way outta my paygrade." Having the right attitude about your situation and executing a friendly demeanor will get you the care you need. I think those in the field of medicine would probably would rather take a few more minutes to help you then to interact with a jerk.

Turkent writes, "I think those in the field of medicine would probably would rather take a few more minutes to help you then to interact with a jerk."

AMEN TO THAT BROTHER !!!!

Mashie

For me it was a biopsy at the Dermatologists office. The area to be biopsied was on my backside. Needless to say my pants had to come off. There were two, young female assistants in the room. One was new and learning the office procedures. My wife who was with me said their eyes were glued to what was going on down there. The doctor was female as well. It was quite interesting.

Mine was a summer before going into high school in the 70's 80s. I changed doctor since I moved from a male to a female doctor. (happened to be that way)

I had allergies or some bad reaction to something, and mom found this doctor right after we moved.

I think my mom came in initially. (I think) She asked me some questions about school, and if I played sports and whatnot. I did tell her that I wrestled at middle school and plan to wrestle throughout high school. She looked at my eyes and stuff and told me it was seasonal allergies. But then she told me that she needs to do a physical since I'm a new patient. I asked my mom to leave and she did, but only after she told me in front of my mom to 'take off all of your clothes, including your underwear.' I tried to just sit on the exam table after I was only in my underwear, but she looked at me and told me to take off my underwear also..

I remember that was my first time I had to ever strip in front of a female doctor, so I kept trying to hide my genitals with my hands. She did try to comfort me telling me to relax, and that she is glad that I take care of myself well and involved in sports. This was a shock to me as the previous male doctor gave me a gown and was always covered, and I never had to take off my underwear. (just slip them down for the hernia check)

I saw my pediatrician one last time before going to college. He was very chatty, did the perfunctory exam, and then asked me to lie back on the table. He pulled down my panties, and gave my labia and clit a thorough visual and digital exam. My heart raced, and I remember being incredibly wet when I left.

When I checked in at a hospital for my first prostate biopsy (also had a second one four years later), I didn't have a clue about what exactly was involved. I was the last of about ten other men who were undergoing the same procedure that morning and noted that each expressed a varying degree of intense dislike when finished. One even remarked that it was the absolute worst experience of his entire life. When my turn came, I was determined to be stoic and to not react to any unpleasantness. When the doc said it was over and I could sit up, I bounced up with a smile on my face and asked him if that's all it was. I think it surprised him.

My second experience with the same procedure was much the same, except, when finished, I asked to see what the tissue samples actually looked like and had a chance to see them.

It was my girlfriend, not me. I was sitting in a hospital room keeping her company the evening before a morning hernia repair. A nurse came in with a fleet enema and I was extremely surprised I wasn't asked to leave by either of them. The nurse smeared some lubricant on the tip and I watched very intently as the nurse navigated the tip into her behind. I had a perfect view from my chair. I had noticed that nurse had not removed the green protective tip, I decided not to say anything. She had simply lubricated the cap and I watched her insert the tip and squeeze the bottle and nothing would come out. She was obviously inexperienced. I so much wanted to take over, but I simply mentioned, "you need to take off the green protective cap." The enema was pulled out, cap removed, and then back in and squeezed until the last drop was in her. In a few minutes, it was obvious that she was in some discomfort and eyeing the bathroom. Being the gentleman that I am, I kissed her on the forehead and said my goodbye. "Good luck, honey. I'll see you in the morning."

. . . . My second experience with the same procedure was much the same, except, when finished, I asked to see what the tissue samples actually looked like and had a chance to see them.

You are my kind of guy!

I was getting a check up before moving overseas and when the doctor got ready for the pelvic exam and my legs were in the stirrups, she said "I am not going to touch you just yet, I am just looking." She looked for what felt like a very long time before continuing on with the rest of the exam. I was surprised at the length of time, this may have created my interest in medfet as I felt very opened up and I could barely speak to her as she asked the usual questions.

I was 11 and getting an exam from our family GP. I was in my underpants and my mother was in the room. Nothing unusual. He got to the part where he told me to pull down my underwear, again nothing unusual as much as i hated it. He began the genital exam when his nurse walked in on us and gave me a sympathetic smile, like "hey kid. Sorry you're lying there practically naked". got over it and thought it was all over when he told me to get on my knees and elbows then spread my cheeks for a visual anal exam that felt like it went on for hours.

I had a uro/gynae appointment and I knew it would entail exams in different positions as I had been forewarned. I was horrified when the consultant got me to stand up straight and place my foot between his spread legs as he sat on a stool with them parted.A nurse stood behind me holding my gown up.Never in my life have I felt so embarrassed or humiliated.

The purpose of doing your pelvic exam standing was to see how your organs "fall" inside your abdominal cavity which can cause pressure against the bladder which can result in low capacity and/or leakage.

Various internal hernias and previous surgeries can be a cause of "dropped" organs.

Biggest surprise was my first pelvic at, umm, 14? When the doctor pushed his finger in my anus he told me to "bear down" and I did. And a small fart escaped.

I started getting periodic skin cancer screenings a couple of years ago since I'm fair-skinned and have a history of some bad sunburns, etc. Anyway, the first time I was surprised when she checked genital and anal areas....In retrospect it is skin of course, but I wasn't expecting it. Quick and professional, nothing weird. Just unexpected.

Probably, as an adult, a posture exam in just a gown similar to the scoliosis checks we used to get in grade school in our gym shorts. Bending over to touch my toes (or at least try) in just the backless gown (I don't wear underwear) was - interesting. I was glad to have a conscientious doc,

I was getting checked for hemorrhoids by my Doctor which involves putting a speculum type device in my anus. I was embarrassed when the doctor asked the nurse to assist him in the process. i was very bent over and my balls were hanging down between my legs and my penis in plain sight. The position was quite a bit embarrassing having the nurse help the doctor in inserting the metal object up my anus.

I once didn't have my genitals examined or get a DRE at an adult physical. So that was surprising.

Due to location and Insurance Company changes over many years, I have had an assortment of doctors. Some have been male and some female. Some very cold and professional and some with a smile and sense of humor. I was seeing this Indian woman, a D.O. for the first annual physical with her. Everything was going well until it was time for the digital rectal exam (DRE). I half jokingly mentioned that I did not like the procedure to which she said "relax, I have small fingers". I looked at her and burst out laughing. The tension of anticipation was gone. I smiled as did she and turned to the exam table, dropped my whiteys and discovered she did have small fingers. I thanked her for the thorough exam. I always wonder if she realized I really did enjoy the attention. Hmmmm!

I had been having a pain in the lower right quadrant of my belly for over a month (but not the usual appendicitis symptoms) and practicing my usual health care procedure - ignore it and it will usually go away. But after a month of not going away and getting occasionally worst, I thought it might be kidney stones so I went to my female primary care physician. She took a history and scolded me for not coming in earlier then had me lie down on the exam table. She lifted my shirt and felt all around, hitting the tender spot several times. She said she didn't think it was stones but to hop down and stand at the end of the table. Then she turned around and grabbed some gloves out of the box on the wall and told me to lower my pants because she wanted to make sure that it wasn't a hernia. I did as she asked and she proceeded to ask me to turn my head and cough while she made sure I did not have any hernia's. Afterwards she ordered an ultrasound of the belly region and came to the conclusion that I had a small tear in the wall and I just ignored it longer and it did go away.

^^^^ Sounds like a more clinically apparent hernia is in your future!

Fascial tears may feel better for a while, but if you do heavy work or exercise, be prepared for the knife.

Thank you very much Switchablesusie for that information. Fortunately my job is mostly sedentary and mowing my yard is the most exercise I get in a week. I had something like this 15 years ago and a surgeon offered to repair it and I said I would see if it went away by itself and it did. This one was in a different location and more painful otherwise I would have known it was a recurrence and have just ignored it longer and taken stronger drugs until it went away.

I was employed by a large industrial company as a salaried person in the office. The company had their own plant doctor and registered nurse. I received a call one day from the nurse that the doctor wanted to see me. Surprise - it was time for my annual physical. I wasn't particularly fond of this doctor but I had no chose in the matter as he out ranked me. He knew of my distaste for him. Off with my shirt. Then drop my drawers and cough twice. He knows I must comply or I get reprimanded. He is enjoying the experience. Then completely remove my pants and under shorts and up on the exam table for the genital exam. He feels each testicle, palpates my penis, retracts my foreskin, and spreads the lips of my pee hole - very thorough. The doctor commented to me that my foreskin was somewhat tight and that he needed to circumcise it. He told me that I would get a week off with sick pay. This caught me off guard. I did not know what to say. I got up off the exam table and put on my pants and walked out of his office without saying a word. The nurse smiled at me. The following year my supervisor called me in and told me to report to the doctor for my annual physical. I told my supervisor that I refused to see the doctor. My supervisor wrote me up for none compliance.

My supervisor wrote me up for none compliance.

Did you keep your job anyway?

Hi Jimmy Johnson,

I was out the following year.

The doctor commented to me that my foreskin was somewhat tight and that he needed to circumcise it. He told me that I would get a week off with sick pay. This caught me off guard. I did not know what to say. I got up off the exam table and put on my pants and walked out of his office without saying a word. The nurse smiled at me. The following year my supervisor called me in and told me to report to the doctor for my annual physical. I told my supervisor that I refused to see the doctor. My supervisor wrote me up for none compliance.

In another post members discussed a nurse thwacking someone's erection during a washing up during a hospital stay.

What you recount here is just as much of an affront if not more so. A nurse giving an erection a good thump with her index finger is embarrassing and very unprofessional, but at least it's nothing permanent like a circumcision. What kind of job is there in which a circumcised penis would make for better job performance? I've been trying to come up with something, but really can't find any serious example.

In my opinion that doctor is just as much an abuser as the discussed nurse. Perhaps even more so as he wrote up the whole thing in a report. What kind of character does a thing like that?

And incidentally, by recommending a circumcision as a way to get to you, that proves to me that the procedure is viewed by many as a form of punishment, subjugation and humiliation ... not the wonderful hygienic cure-all so many (American) doctors like to make it out to be.

Yes, a real surprise during a doctor visit. Was out of town on business, enjoying some free time and found a lady at work at work to show me around. Also, managed to catch the flu and became dehydrated. Felt crummy and that night at dinner actually collapsed. Parametics called and I was off to the local hospital. My lady friend being the gentle and kind person she was accompanied me. Taken into the ER for assessment and a young intern, female, does the workup. My lady friend is sitting outside the curtained area. The intern knowing that she is being graded on the workup does a very complete job explaining each step in the process. The exam included a digital rectal probe and as she finishes she says "you have a really nicely shaped penis". Now what was I supposed to say at this point:? so I just smiled and asked how much longer I was to be held in the ER. After an IV to rehydrate me, I was released. On the way out my lady friend tells me she she had heard the entire conversation during my exam. More than enough surprises from this incident.

I went to get a medical certificate for the gym in France (which is mandatory for insurance in many gyms and also for marathons and half marathons). However, usually the form is just signed and there's not exam - just a small fee. I went expecting this and to be out in 10 minutes but 40 minutes later and after a full head to toe exam I was signed off. The doc was actually correct, of course. It was a good thing - just unexpected.