Is anyone else really afraid of the doctor?

Though i have a fetish for medical especially injections, going for the injection itself always scare the hell out of me. even the smell of alcohol in the hospital makes my heart beat faster.

In real life I do get a little nervous to go to the doctor. Never know what they will do to me. I have yet to have my first medplay exam so I am hoping that I am NOT afraid because I am really looking forward to it. I am looking forward to being asked to do a lot of things I have never done before.

Nearing my mid-20's and still afraid of one. Well, not as bad when I was 10+.... Nevertheless, the tense feeling came sometimes be quite erotic when I flashed back..

Naw i am not afraid of doctors i am how ever bothered by needles..

its a complicated thing if i see a shot or a needle coming i freak and tense up which makes it hurt more... i think the best story of my issues with needles has to do with getting blood work... back when i was kid after i was diagnosed with ADD (and plz don't give me opinions on ADD) i had to get blood work. after the first experience i never wanted that again. well a little latter after i had been on meds for a while they wanted more blood this time while i was on the meds so they could compare the 2. the doc made the mistake of letting me hear that. now being a kid of maybe 9 at the time i was there with my mother who left her keys out... i grabbed em and bolted to the car locking my self in and them out. i had my mother the doctor and 2 security guards trying to get me out. well yes eventually i gave in (i was 9 my mother bribed me toys beats fear. so yea i ended up getting the blood work with 2 extra people in the room watching me... looking back i think they expected me to bolt again...

now here i am at 29 i still have issues with needles and while doctors as a whole never bother me i have been lazy and haven't had a check up since umm 04...

Not at all. I'm always a little nervous but I've never felt scared of a doctor before.

As a bit of a hypchondriac, yes, yes I am. In addition to being slightly phobic of needles. I will not go to the doctor unless I absolutely have to.

Scared of the doctor, no, but worried about what he/she might say about something real, I have to admit, that's not the best scenario.

Real Dr? yes.

Here's why, this one person controls my medical license to fly air planes. Something I have done for more than 20 thousand hours. If he even suspects a problem or is having a bad day my passion can be instantly limited to mundane flying (non Aerobatic) or no flying what so ever.

Kinda like having your nuts in a vice and the Dr. has the handle in one hand and a knife in the other.

I am not scared of dying, I am scared of not flying..

Skybear Pilot, Adrenalin junkie of the highest >😄

I can look at the needle, but I can never talk to the person while getting the shot. I seem to have the greatest fear anticipating the injection. Waiting is awful. I am always thinking about how my arm, leg or butt will feel after the shot. I've had some painful memories of past shots and I'm afraid of pain/soreness lasting more than 24 hours. If I knew that the shot would be painful for just a few hours I think I would never be afraid and would actually look forward to hearing the words, "I'm going to give you a shot".

As a young child i was terrified of going to the doctor. i think that was because i usualy got a couple of painful shots in my little bottom. i think that is common with most kids. now i don't have any problems with any doctors

For some reason, the mention of 'doctor' in any conversation always sends a pang to my heart - even today. Growing up, I steered clear of everyone when the doctor's car was anywhere in the vicinity - just in case someone remembered that I needed to be looked at too. Anxiety about getting an injection was paramount, of course. Sometimes parents would make me tag along when a sibling was being taken only because they couldnt find a baby sitter for me. The anxiety then was: what if the doctor suddenly remembered that I too needed to be looked at. Even now, a visit to the doctor is fraught with that uncertainty about what would happen. While I respect all those whose fear is around what horrors the doctor could diagnose, my anxieties only centre around the injection!

Oh yes, I can't stand going to the doctor either.

I recently had to spend a night in A&E which culminated in my admission to hospital for tests. That instantly has the effect of makin me worse, pulse racing and blood pressure up through the roof.

Like skybear, my livelihood depends on being medically suitable to do my job without the risk of me killing myself or anyone else. That's one of the main reasons why I get nervous these days, and last week it did me absolutely no favours whatsoever.

Short answer - yes I do fear the doctor - initially.

Long answer - I don't really fear the doctor, as much as I fear the unknown. I feel far more comfortable with doctors, nurse practitioners, and physicians assistants that I've had personal interaction with and have had a time to develop a rapport with them. Any new doctor does make me nervous at first until I get fully comfortable with their office/way of doing things. I am less afraid of medical professionals now that I've made the time to actively go and see them to conquer my fear. Medical professionals do not scare me like they used to. Just ask Mashie and her boyfriend Doc lolollll.

Wow! I never knew this was here! I'm so glad I found this post! I always thought I was alone in being terrified of doctors and dentists! I'm terrified of doctors for the simple reason that when they screw up, I have to pay the price which I have over and over and over throughout my entire life. I just don't go anymore. I had surgery on my shoulder back in 2011 because it kept dislocating... it was the worst experience I ever had with hospital workers being so cold hearted and unable to understand my problem. Seriously, I had been puking and barely able to eat for a whole week before surgery, I was severely dehydrated, and there were inconsiderate people in the waiting room with FOOD? I asked the nurse if I could wait somewhere else, and she treated me like I was a mental patient and I didn't know what I was talking about. After almost puking in the waiting room three times, they finally took me back and the nurse was extremely condicending telling me she had other people to take care of before she could come and get me, and that it wasn't all about me.

Needless to say, we had words at that point...

Then, they were supposed to give me something for nerves, right? To help the anxiety... No one could put the IV in because I was severely dehydrated... the head anesthesiologist finally put it in my thumb because it's the only place he could find a vein... That hurt something horrible! While all these people were trying to do the IV, one of the nurses actually had the gall to pet my hair like I was a dog and tell me to calm down... I ran her out of the room...

Once the IV was in, it was probably 3 seconds before they knocked me out... finally...

Then, when I woke up, terrified, and I felt something on my legs and asked the nurse 'what is on my legs'? She said 'Nothing' in a really snotty tone, so I kicked until I got whatever it was off because she flat out lied to me... they were some sort of inflatible things that expanded and then released on my calves... supposedly to prevent thrombosis... whatever... the chick lied... after that, I freaked out. I had a nerve block in my neck, it paralyzed my vocal cords, and I was literally losing all control of my emotions. They released me 15 minutes after I woke up in the recovery room... this all happened that fast. I saw my orthopedic surgeon 2 times after that, and then I told him to screw off too. Physical therapy? I was pretty well behaved for that, but the owner himself handled my case and he never acted or looked like a medical professional.

Now, I'm 100% into growing my own herbs, and treating my own injuries, and diagnosing my own ailments... When I'm near death, someone can drag me to a Doctor, but until then, they can just leave me alone. Not to mention, I don't miss almost dying from side effects from medications... and I've lost 20 lbs since I started treating my own liver and kidney dysfunction with herbs. I feel better now than I have in years. I'll never go back.

Ok, thanks for letting me rant about this. Just know, I get it... I understand all of your fears. Oh, and my fear of needles? It's not actually the needle... it's the stuff inside the syringe... doctors lie, and you never know what's going to really be in that thing. Once they 'stick' you, it's over and you have no control over what chemicals go into your body. Clearly, I have trust issues... *wink*

Oh, I wanted to mention, I've sort of been in denial about having the Med Fetish because I didn't think it was normal to be terrified of the real thing, and fascinate about playing... After reading every single post on this topic, I feel much better about how I feel about things. Thank you everyone, for sharing your thoughts on this topic. I feel like a weight has been lifted off of me. It's amazing!

Very interesting post soumise.

Although not strictly relevant to this thread your post has provided a solution to an experience I had in the past.

A few years ago I had two surgical procedures on an acromioclavicular joint separation. The first to repair the ligaments and to insert a stainless steel plate to maintain joint integrity during healing, then a second procedure to remove the plate several weeks later.

Like you I was given a nerve block in the neck and was unable to speak for several hours following the surgery. It was never explained to me that the nerve block had paralysed my vocal chords, I had assumed it was due to intubation. Reading your account makes it more likely the nerve block was causing the problem. Thank you for posting, karma!

Not any more, but I was terrified in my youth because visits to the doctor normally ended with the painful humiliation of pulling everything down to my ankles and bending over the receptionist's lap for an injection. The first time I went to the doctor specifically for an injection (polio shot), I knew in advance that I had to get it but was still worried about where he would give it to me.

I am also very afraid of going under. Wonder sometimes about not waking up!!!!!

When I was young and in my teens especially, I had an almost inordinate distrust of doctors and the medical profession. I suspect that was mainly due to my parents manner of dealing with doctors - which was a mixture of having a complete lack of any medical knowledge, idolizing doctors and being deathly afraid of them at the same time.

Luckily, my girlfriend and later wife, was herself in the medical profession and I came to know many others in the same. She also taught me the rudiments of how to go about being in contact with medical professionals on many levels and how the medical sciences work in practice. She also better prepared me to interact with medical professionals, so that you know what to expect and what not. Unrealistic expectations are often cause for later disappointments and that can spiral down into almost permanent mistrust ... which does no one much good in the end.

OMG I totally identify with that. I love everything that is medically related and literally can't get enough of it, but when it comes to going to the doctor and stuff I tend to be extremely reluctant to do anything. I usually just go in case I really need it, and I avoid all kinds of shots if I can. I had to convince myself to go for a checkup recently just because it was basically the first one I had since high school. I don't even have a regular doctor so that helps in avoiding going to the doctor too often 😄 . But it's definitely frustrating cause I think it kind of limits my medical fetish to what reading about others' experiences rather than being able to relive/enjoy my own. I've got to say though last year when I went to the dentist it kind of stirred up some feelings of vulnerability in a good way, luckily it was just a check up and nothing painful had to be done.

Growing up, I was mortally afraid of doctors!

The reason? Injections!

We had a doctor who would come around our colony once in a while. His name was Dr Bose and he drove an old Fiat car. Just the sight of the car in the area would freak me out!

Dr Bose would often make house calls when someone was ill. And to be fair to the fellow, he did not always give injections.

However, my bias possibly originated from the time he had come to see my friend P's mother who was unwell. P and I were about 7 or thereabouts when his mother fell ill with fever, vomiting and the like. So Dr Bose's dusty car made its appearance.

P and I were playing when his father called out to him. I tagged along as well.

In their living room Dr Bose was having a cup of tea and assuring P's father that his wife would be perfectly alright and so would P. Neither P nor I could figure out that comment.

P's father made P sit in front of Dr Bose who examined him with his stethoscope a bit, then nodded his head. He reached into his bag and pulled out a metal box. I nearly died of horror when he opened the box.

There was a large glass syringe and a big steel needle inside. Dr Bose then took out a small vial and stuck the needle into the rubber top and drew out some of the milky white medicine. I looked at P and said I was leaving. P looked at his father and said the same.

A chain action followed as P's father grabbed his arm and P grabbed mine!

I tried to release my arm but P held it firmly. I could see P vainly trying to release his arm from his father's grip.

P's father pulled P towards him and I got pulled in as well, by P. I was just a couple of feet away from the doctor and saw him soaking up a piece of cotton with spirit. I could get the acrid smell of the alcohol. I nearly pissed in my pants!

P's father lifted his son onto his lap, turned him over, and pulled his shorts down to uncover his bottom. I once again tried to extract my hand, but P would not let go. He was yelling that he did not want an injection and to let him go. Of course, he had no hope in hell of escape. His father, a big man - the biggest and strongest in the colony - just held the poor guy in place on his lap and said something like "It'll be good for you and make you strong".

P wasn't convinced and howled louder!

I got a ringside view of Dr Bose - almost in slow motion - leaning forward, wiping P's bottom with the cotton and in a swift move, sticking the needle into the poor guy's soft buttock. I felt P's grip on my forearm tighten to the point of hurting me as he let out a huge scream of pain. Dr Bose slowly, but steadily pushed the plunger in as he injected my hapless friend with the white serum. When all the medicine had gone in, Dr Bose pulled the needle out and rubbed P's bum for a few seconds, then turned away to allow P's father to pull back his pants.

P wriggled off his father's lap and began to rub his bottom vigourously, still crying loudly. He was still holding my arm but this time, I headed out of the house with P in tow! We quickly walked away to our hideout in my garden a few houses away. P limped all the way, tears streaming down his face and sobbing occasionally.

When we got there, he slowly pulled his pants down just a bit so that I could look and tell him. "There's a small red hole. There is a little swelling around the hole and the whole area is red". I told him. He nodded and sniffed.

After that incident, whenever I saw Dr Bose's car either coming into the colony, or just standing there, I would disappear. Because often, other parents would take the opportunity of his presence to show him sundry cuts, bruises and pains and ask about why their kids looked pale or were not growing fast enough. And about - my biggest fear - vaccinations that may be due. I wasn't going to be around to remind anyone about me!

Now, while the fear has long gone, there is an anxiety, a tingle in the chest that happens when I need to visit the doctor.

As a kid, I would pray that the doctor would not give me an injection, now I hope he does - even though I still fear the needle...the contradiction just turns me on!

At that time, this incident freaked me out but now when I think about this incident, I actually get a hard on!

Unbelievable, but true!!!

I am also scared of.the doctor my blood pressure gets so high and i try to get out of going. me and my husband are talking about having a baby and the doctors and hospital scare me so much i want to go to a birth center. but i love play exams.

I'm afraid of doctors because most are so damn arrogant that they won't discuss things with you, they demand obedience. Anyone that arrogant needs to stay away from me.

I have a love/hate of getting injections. I am still very afraid of Hypodermic needles but they really turn me hard. Having a strict nurse who fills the syringes so I can see her, the anticipation, holding my buttocks still, the sting of the needles and the pain when injected.

I am still really afraid of Hypodermic needles. I do get REALLY sexually excited when a strict dominant nurse fills the syringes so I can see her, the anticipation and fear and submission are a huge part of the injections in buttocks. The sting of the needle insertions and the injecting of the sterile water pain.

Interesting one. While I've long been fascinated with medically stuff and have loved medical play, I haven't always enjoyed going to the doctor. I think it was mostly to do with fear of shots, as well as embarrassment of genital exam and fear that I'd get a lecture about masturbation or something. I've gotten more comfortable with going to the doctor as I've grown a bit older, but there's always a bit of apprehension, and I definitely don't enjoy the real thing as much as a play scene.

Shots have always been a point of curiosity in medical play - I like the ritual of seeing it prepared and the anxiety you feel, but I don't like the actual injection experience. So if I include it in play or fantasies at all it's everything leading up to the needle going in, and then it stops.

I think I have a fear of the "what if" situation that you will be told you have some illness or disese or need a surgery or something like that. Play exams just don't have this fear element, so for me the play exams are so much more relaxing and enjoyable than the real thing.

I have a fear of the "what if" scenarios sometimes, the doc finds there is something seriously wrong. More flippantly I have a fear of springing an erection. Haha

I had to get a shed load of routine and travel immunisations updated recently. This required 3 separate visits to the practice nurse and some went in my ass. I had dreaded all 3 of those visits as I felt like a pin cushion. The first was the worse with 2 shots in each arm and one in the ass 😢 Some of the shots were really painful.

I used to be deathly afraid of going to the doctor when I was younger! Luckily I've gotten braver, but I still get anxious in the hours leading up to the appointment. Once I'm actually in the exam room, I'm usually fine though. I think my problem stems from my hatred of being the center of attention in pretty much any social situation. Ah, the joys of being shy. I even get nervous when I pass doctors in the halls the hospital where I work.

With that being said, I don't mind going to the dentist one bit! I never have, even when I was a child.

I am not afraid to go to a doctor...........I do not go as often as I should because I sit there on my ass for a very long time due to overbooking caused by BO's dictates in the new health laws.

Doctors are scary!

I am not fond of them, even though I realise that they are necessary evil. A visit to the doctor can be humilitating or even painful, so I am always anxious before I go. There is always also a bit of power imbalance between the doctor and the patient and I also hate this. Also, you can never be fully sure what will happen at the doctor's, I don't like dentists also, but this is for slightly different reasons though.

Still afraid, I'm afraid i wont be heard or taken seriously.