My school physicals are the earliest physicals I can remember, my annual physicals from when I was about 6-8 years old. There was a mobile medical unit, in an RV or trailer, which was brought to the parking lot at our school, for a week or so. They would bring small groups of us, three or four at a time, out to have our physicals. It had two sections, a waiting area where they had toys for kids to play with, and then a thin dividing wall made of something like cardboard coated with plastic, and the exam room was in the other side.
The first year I didn't really know what to expect. The school nurse came and got a few of us out of class, and led us out to the parking lot. I don't remember who my classmates were with me that first time, but I know sometimes it was both boys and girls. We got to play with the toys in the waiting area, and then we were each called into the exam room separately.
When it was my turn, the nurse, who wasn't our school nurse, called my name, led me in, then told me to take off everything down to my underwear. I did as told, over in a corner, putting my clothes on a chair or stool. Then I stood there in just my briefs. I was a little nervous, as these were all strangers to me, and I also was thinking about my classmates, who I could hear in the waiting area. This was very different than my physicals with our family doctor, who I'd known forever.
The nurse had me step on the scale, and probably some other things. Then, the doctor, who had been on the other side of the room doing paperwork or something, came over and introduced herself. I just remember she was blonde, and probably in her 30's or 40's, not nearly as old as our school nurse. She had me get up to sit on the edge of the exam table, where she listened to my heart and breathing. I remember the cold stethoscope. I also remember her checking my throat, making me say, "ahhh," while she used a wooden tongue depressor. She had me lay down on the exam table, and she palpated around my body. Then she lifted up the waistband of my briefs and slid her hand inside, feeling around under my scrotum. I think I squirmed or moved around, because I remember her asking if that tickled? She then had me do some walking around the room to check my gate, and I think watched me go up and down the steps up to the exam table. That's about as much detail as I remember, before I was told to get dressed again.
Walking back to class, my head was rather spinning at all that had just happened. I kept thinking about it, the rest of the day, especially as other classmates were taken out of class.
In the other years, when I would see that mobile medical unit appear in the school parking lot, I would get butterflies in my stomach. The anticipation grew more with each year, as it was later in the week for my physical since they took the younger grades first.
In each of those other years, now that I knew more what to expect, the excitement was greater. Mostly, what I remember being different from the first time, was a different doctor each year, but always a young middle aged female. I also was asked to undress differently each time, always right at the beginning. One time was taking everything off, completely naked. And, the other time was taking everything off, except my socks. That time I felt more naked than either of the other times, and that's always stayed with me.
It was also very different feeling as we were being led out from class, and waiting our turn to be examined. I think now that we all knew what was coming, it added to the nervousness. I always was thinking about my classmates who were in there ahead of me, and then those who were waiting while I was in there, with the knowledge that we all knew what was going on, now.
No question that these physicals were where my Medfet interest began.