Exposed in hospital

A few months ago I ended up in the hospital, and something happened to me there that was very humiliating. It's taken me this long just to decide if I wanted to share it or not. Here it is, 100% true, with no embellishments.

I had been suffering from a fever for almost two weeks, and my GP couldn't figure out what was causing it. Three days after starting on antibiotics, my fever went over 103 degrees and stayed there. This worried my GP, so she sent me to the ER.

More lab work and xrays showed nothing, so they began to think I had an infection in my heart. I was admitted so that I could undergo a transesophageal echocardiogram (TEE) I was also given an IV antibiotic call Vancomyacin. Apparently it was delivered too quickly, because within an hour I was lobster red and itchy from head to toe, with something called Red Man's Syndrome.

The next morning the EKG Tech showed up with her portable ultrasound to get me ready for the test. As I have said in other posts I'm an xray tech and worked with her, and was glad to see a familiar and friendly face. I also knew the EKG nurse, and had always gotten along Ok with him.

They went over my health history, then explained the exam. They were going to do something called "conscious sedation" with a sedative, and another drug that was supposed to give me amnesia so I wouldn't remember the unpleasant sensation of having the transducer slid down my throat into my esophagus.

Then Joe the nurse hooked me up to a BP cuff and monitor. This required leads to be stuck to my chest, and knowing him made it extra embarassing for me when he unbuttoned my gown and slid it down off my chest to attach the leads. He even had to push my left breast up out of the way to attach one of them. I was relieved when he pulled the gown back up and buttoned it after he was finished

The relief was short lived though because the Cardiologist soon came in to start the procedure. When he saw my all over rash he became worried about me being allergic to the Ativan or Versed, so hequestioned me about this rash and previous allergies. I have several other drug allergies, mostly to antibiotics. He told the nurse that they would need to check all my skin before giving the drugs and see if there was any clear skin that they could use to monitor for any potential new reaction to the sedative drugs.

So in front of the Tech, nurse and Doc I had to sit up in bed and take off my gown while they visually examined my back, chest, underarms and even lifted my breasts to look in the creases. Remember that I knew all three of these people from working together. I was then allowed to put the gown back on, but they wanted to look at the bottom half. I was wearing pajama bottoms my husband had brought from home to help protect my modesty, but they made me lay down and then slide the bottoms off. I tried to get away with just sliding them down, but they said they would have to watch my skin during the exam and after wards for any new signs of reaction. So I took the bottoms all the way off.

First the Doc just pulled the gown up to just below my pubic area and looked at the front of my legs, which wasn't too bad. Then he had me roll to the side to look at my bare butt, which embarrassed me again. Then he had me roll back onto my back and pulled the gown way up and told me to pull my knees up to my chest and spread them, and when I did he examined my vulva, including opening my labia. I was mortified that three coworkers that I would say hi to in the hall were now seeing me completely exposed while one of them touched my most private area.

Seeing me like this had allowed the Doc to observe that so far the only part of my body that had been spared the rash was my crotch. So he determined that this would be the area of skin they would use to monitor for new reaction signs. Then they pulled the gown back down, for now.

They gave me the drugs, and most of the rest is a haze. I can remember some of it, but the stuff I do remember seems like it happened to someone else. I remember them talking to me while waiting for the drugs to take full effect, I remember the doc telling the Nurse to check one more time for reaction before they started and him doing it by pulling my legs wide open and touching me while he visually examined my vulva. I remember them rolling me on my side. They put something in my mouth so I couldn't bite the transducer, then made me swallow that and slid it down my throat. I don't remember any of the exam or have any idea how long I was out.

The next thing I was aware of was being on my back, transducer out, and the Doc and Nurse on opposite sides of the bed and they each had one of my legs. They were holding them up and out, and one of them was touching me all over down there as I heard the Doctor say something about checking real good for any signs of redness from allergic reaction. I have no idea how long they held me open like that or exactly what they did to me while I was unaware.

Next thing I remember is my husband back in the room and the Doc telling him the test was normal, and what a good job I did.

This has been bugging me since it happened. It feels like it would have been less humiliating if I hadn't known these people and still see them from time to time at work.

Has anyone else on this forum had something like this happen, and not know exactly how you feel about it? I would love to hear about others experiences and how you felt about it.

~ Bambi

Bambi, did u ever do any cystograms or urethrograms?

Yes, I performed those exams many times, although in my State the tech simply prepares the room and equipment and runs it. All physical examining and catheterizing and such is done by Nurses/Doctors

~ Bambi

That is an extremely interesting story from many perspectives.From beginning to end the only thing that I was thinking about was your health and the danger that you were in. And that whatever your colleagues were doing to you was soley for your benefit. Only after the story was finished did it even hit me about the possible embarrasement that you felt.There is an amazing eroticism about so many of the stories here, but only in the context when someones health is not an issue. Same story without the health problems, and its most exciting. I just hope that you are now well. And your next visit to the ER is just for fun.

Just as an afterthought, I have been in the ER twice in my life for kidney stones. My only thought those times were, please stop the pain. If I had 103 fever, my only thought would also have been, please make this fever go away. That certainly says a lot about the way men and women approach many things in life. But women are the angels of this universe, and us men are just along for the ride. Again, I hope you are better.

My wife has been exposed with the curtain open in the ER at least twice. The first time we were still dating and we took her to the ER with chest pains. I waited outside for awhile and then they came and got me, when i got back there they had her on a 5 lead monitor which i expected, then a male tech came in to do her EKG, he just pulled her gown open to about her waist and while he was hooking her up a nurse came in to give her a shot, she didn't bother to draw the curtain and proceeded to roll her over, pull her underwear down and give her the shot, so basically almost everything was visible to passers by!!

On the other hand I eventually became a tech at this same hospital and was always sure to be very professional. I had my own limits i set for myself concerning female patients, they were and hopefully will be again as follows:

A minor-only with mom dad or gaurdian and a female nurse present

20's i would just ask for a female to do the EKG for me if at all possible

30's i would ask if they wanted a woman to do it.

Over 40 i pretty much just did my job but if they requested a woman i tried to comply.

When i left my job to relocate i had a few index cards in my locker with slash marks on them keeping a tally of how many rooms i was removed from simply because i was a guy, total count 254 ! Including one visciouse mother who wouldn't let me take her duaghter's blood pressure!!

Dave

Nice story I wish I would have been you

I landed in the hospital for a ruptured appendix. While I was in the hospital recovering, the doctor came in to examine my stomach. He pulled down the bed sheet and then pulled up the gown so he could examine me. When doing so he completely exposed me to the patient and his family right next to me because he did not close the curtain all the way!

My wife had an emergancy gall bladder operation in the late 1970's. I was working on the hospital grounds on a construction job. She was operated on and was in recovery, so I went back on the job as I was the supervisor for the job, with instructions to be called when she got out of recovery.

I got the call and went to her room, it was a double room & she was the first one you saw as you go in the room and her feet were facing the hall. The first thing I saw was her vaginal area as she had kicked off her blanket and one knew was up and the other down. Anyone coming down the hall and looking into the room would see her private area.

I closed the curtain and did not say anything to anyone. I stayed there a while with her until I got paged. Went down to see what was needed on the job.

When I came back up I was greeted by her exposed private parts again, so this time I told the nurse about it, not wanting to upset my wife.

No matter what I did or who I told every time I came back up to her room the curtain was open and most of the times my wife's private area was shown to whoever looked into the room and also whoever visited the women in the bed next to her.

I told my wife but she was so sick she did not care about her modesty she only wanted to feel better.

I wrote a letter to the hospital about this incident and the company that I worked for changed that room around the week after my wife left the hospital.

I had to have a testicular ultrasound done a few years ago. Long story, ended up just being a harmless water filled cyst. Anyways laying in bed, in rolls the machine and attractive young nurse. She lubes up the testicle in questions and begins wanding it. After a few minutes said testicle retreats and she tells me to get up and jump up and down to see if that helps. All that did is make me erect. She gets her equally attractive boss to try with no success. A week later repeat the same deal all to find out it was nothing.

Once when I was in the hospital, two cute nurses led me to a tub for me to soak in. They had me take off my gown and underwear, and saw me totally naked from the back, before I got in. So that was interesting.

I was at work and started getting stomach pains so they called an ambulance and a friend went with me for support.

I was in A&E (ER) and she was outside the curtain while they were doing a gyno when there was a lot of shouting.

Seconds later the curtain flew by me with an obvious body in it. There had been a football match and the rival supporters were receiving treatment for wounds sustained in a previous fight and it started off again. Several of the cubicle curtains were ripped from their rails exposing the occupants.

When the nurses got their wits together they covered me up and when the police had got the morons out I was taken to another cubicle.

9 hours later I was appendix-less.

When I was an outpatient at the hospital I went with my wife. Upon arrival I got an aspirin and a relaxing tablet, also a hospital gown, where i had to chance it, while the nurse filled out the papers.

So I stood there naked. After ten minutes the tablet started to work and i was half asleep. I even did not care sitting there naked when there were seven nurses around me when I'd got a spinal.

Twelve years ago I was inpatient in the CICU (cardiology ICU) for pericarditis. My nurse was aware I was going to shower, as I had to remove the halter monitor that was attached to monitor my cardiac activity 24/7. One of these physicians whom I had already met previously this day decided to come back a few hours later. He decided to come to my room without checking in first at the nurse desk.

While I was in the shower my nurse had come in and taken the gown I had been wearing and left a clean one on my bed. As I was walking to my bed from the bathroom, this particular physician walked in. I am not sure who was more embarrassed. He did step out for a few minutes so I could dress. When he came back in we did have a good laugh over it as he had seen me naked earlier that day.

I was visiting my common-law in the hospital prior to her surgery & as I was leaving I opened the curtain next to her bed. A young lady in the next bed was facing me on her side receiving a shot, most likely a pain killer injection. I did an about face, and returned to my wife's bed and told my wife's sister, her response, don't worry about it.

My wife had a cyst removed a couple of years ago. Her male gyno had no concern for her privacy. After the operation her step father and my brother were in the room when he visited to talk to my wife. Without warning, he just pulled down the sheets and hiked up her gown in front of both of them. My wife's blonde bush was fully open for them to see. My brother averted his eyes but only after I am sure a nice look at her wares.

When i had an operation on my knee the curtains were drawn and the nurse stripped me and shaved me prior to an exam by the dr, leaving me exposed from the knees up. When the nurse left the curtain was open a bit and the son of the woman in the bed opposite watched as i was stethed and saw me topless.

Wow

Yeah they don't care as much in hospitals maybe as they do in a drs office or something like that. So for sure in hospital you better just expect that plenty of people might get an eyeful. Hope you didn't feel too bad.

I recently had to have a catheter put in because I could not pee. I was about in tears when I got it, so I was just happy to get some relief. It was fairly busy, so I was happy to be seen as soon as I could. I had to share a room with someone and the Dr. did not care about privacy, so I was examined and a catheter put in in front of at least 6 people. Then they just let it drain and did not cover me up, there I sat exposed for over an hour.

A few month's ago I had to go to hospital for facet joint injections. My sister came with me, she helped me strip and put on one of those gown's, I was also given a pair of paper knickers to put on, as I went into theatre.

All the doctors and nurses looked so young, I laid face down and felt the knickers coming down, I felt the first injection go in but Imust have moved, so they put me out.

As a teenaged boy I had to stay several times at hospital, first when I was 13 yrs old, I was sent in our Childrens hospital in our next bigger city because of unclear abdominal problems and the suspicion of appendicitis.

A few weeks later and again two years later (when I was 15) I was sent in a special clinic for underweight and too skinny children with abdominal problems where I had to stay both times for eight weeks. There, I remember that daily awful weighting procedure every morning and sometimes in the afternoon and once a week we got a complete full body exam by doctors, too.

The daily measurements and preperations for the exams were done by nurses. All the ill children there had to take off everything to the panties and nurses took blood pressure, pulses and also the circumference of the abdomen, for what we had to lie down on a table in one edge of the waiting area. The nurse always poked on my abdomen (and on my outie navel) then and asked me about, pain, nausea and vomiting and fallings, that was embarrassing to answer. The daily weighting procedure followed then in a seperate room where we were called in seperately, there we had to take off the pants too, and had to stay on the scales completely nude. But often, the door opened in between and other nurses came in or went out.

When I came back from that special clinic the second time when I was aged 15, I was sent again to our Childrens clinic for three weeks because of appendicitis and a kind of colitis. I had to stay there for three more weeks and also one year later (when I was 16) I also had to stay there again for four weeks to clear up Crohns disease and other abdominal diseases like cancer too. I got so many exams there by different kind of doctors during that long time - by paediatric doctors every day, by a gastroenterologist and surgeons several times, also by urologist and an paediatric oncologist too.

Normally every day started with a complete physical exam in the morning by a paediatric doctor. For that nurses or nursing students took me into the exam room in the centre of the paediatric section and they did all the preparations first including all weighting and measurements (also blood pressure, pulse, temperature and also the abdominal circumference), for that I was ordered to take off my clinic shirt and my pants too so that I was completely nude from the beginning and stayed stark naked during the whole physical exam on the table.

I have to admit that I was always ashamed of staying completely naked during exams, but it was not really new for me because I was used to that from other exams by regular exams and appointments by our peadiatrician (and by dermatologists) before. But, what bothered me at all were two things, the first thing was that nursing students and often medical students were inside the exam room and assisted the paediatric doctor during the whole exam, and the other thing was that I cannot say how often the door of the exam room opened and somebody (mostly nurses or other nursing students) came in or went out. For a short time the door stood open then and I saw other people on the corridor - other nurses, students, patients and visitors - looking inside on me while I was still lying on the table there. I remember similar situations also at the radiology section when I was preparated for x-rays and waiting for the electrocardiography.

While staying at the clinic I also got in contact and a friendship to a 16 yr. old ukrainian girl that had abdominal cancer. I also saw her for few seconds completely naked while being prepared for the x-rays there; I never forget her horribly scared stomach and her redly scared and gnarly protruded navel. In review, I have to say it was sometimes "a clinic of open doors"!

I've been seen naked numerous times while in the hospital. It's a small town hospital so most of the nurses and CNAs are women I know.

They've showered me, examined me and helped me dress and undress. I've had numerous pelvic area x rays. We were talking about family and facing her when she had lift up my gown so she could position the camera so she saw everything. My feeling is, so what, it's their job. They don't care about seeing me naked.

Have only been hospitalized a few times. During the last time I was admitted I was told to undress completely and put on a gown in the emergency room. Sent in a wheelchair from the emergency room to get a chest x-ray. Was told to stand in front of the x-ray machine and lift my arms straight up which lifted my gown straight up too. Didn't realize what would happen until I did it but the gown came up enough that most everything below my waist was exposed.

Standing there for the x-ray with butt and penis fully exposed. The x-ray technician and the nurse who brought me to the x-ray department were the only ones in the room. Didn't take long although a chest x-ray is done twice, once with the patient facing the x-ray machine and once from the side so even though the first x-ray position showed only my butt to the tech and nurse, the second x-ray showed the rest.

I was in a minor auto accident and ended up in the hospital once when I was sixteen. I was with my mom and some idiot broad sided us. I hit my head hard on the dashboard and had a nice cut. They took me to the hospital in an ambulance and once there I was taken into an exam room. The nurse helped me out of my clothes and into a gown, but when the doctor came in he didn't have me take it off or anything. He just checked for limb movement and that sort of thing and put a few stitches in my head. My mom had to go home and bring me fresh clothes so I would not have to wear the bloody ones home.