(I have posted these thoughts elsewhere, so for those who haven't seen them.)
My first real doctor in the 1960's (tying various posts here) was internal medicine, replacing pediatrics. His exams were slow and steady. He did everything, including height and weight. He started at the top, and made his way down. He included racing heart after brief jumping jacks. I was in briefs, then naked. He made hospital rounds in the morning, then made his way through patients at a medical practice.
As a rule from that time, NYU affiliated, trained internal medicine doctors were the most detailed in their exams. Internists in NYC seemed to be more detailed. Over time, starting in the 1990's, I noticed gown creep, and, consequently exams which almost seemed to examine only what wasn't covered by one. Gay doctors never hesitated about full body inspections.
Finally, I, too, would have given up on resetting the clock. Gowns gave way to fully dressed. Invasive gave way to let's not bother the patient. Let's talk and type on our laptop. Until my Canadian family doctor, who has brought things all the way back, to a slow and steady exam, with me in briefs, then naked, complete skin check, and everything else. The only thing that he doesn't do is height, weight, vital signs, and lab work.