Passing by childhood Pediatrician Office

This weekend, in my hometown for the day, our route happened by the medical building where my Pediatrician's office was. All at once - the nausea of years past (I DREADED going to the Dr as a child) and the thrill at the thought of being exposed; examined - all came back at once - 30+ years later. What a bizarre combination of emotions. Anyone else? (I suppose a nice essay could be written about how such a dreaded experience has led to a fetish later in life!)

I thought I was the only one having flashbacks.My pediatrician operated out of his with office attached.The house is still there but the practice is not.Everytime I pass I get a flashback of exams gone by.By most accounts he was a benevolent man but I always associated him with my genital exposed and all the embarrassment associated with them!

My former pediatrician lived in a house now occupied by a home design person of note, to whom I sent someone. It was so easy to break down barriers because we both knew the former owner. I would get excited seeing the internal medicine office again with a completely positive flood of recollections.

I guess it's a function of age. While I can't be sure, chances are that my pediatrician is long dead. I also believe that the building he was in is long gone although I do have memories of the hallway with vent windows over the office doors.

My childhood family doctor (not specifically a paediatrician) had his surgery on the first floor of a medical centre and when bending over for injections I looked out of the window at the people below on the street. Whenever I passed that building I heaved a sigh of relief at not having to go in but always looked at the window in question hoping to see the face of a pretty girl so I could visualise her bottom bare for a shot.

happened by the medical building where my Pediatrician's office was. All at once - the nausea of years past (I DREADED going to the Dr as a child) and the thrill at the thought of being exposed; examined - all came back at once - 30+ years later. What a bizarre combination of emotions.

I had not thought about this in years, but my pediatrician had his office in a medical building in which the ophthalmologist I saw as an adult was located. I used to go by the door to the pediatrician's office when I had eye appointments just to re-live the feelings of dread I had as a preteen and teenager when I would have to go to that office. I would dread the physicals so much because I knew my briefs would have to come down to expose the penis and balls. When I would leave the pediatricians's office as a patient and later when I passed by the door, I would go directly home to masturbate. I would also pass by another medical building where I had the first physical after college by an internist. That was one of the most embarrassing exams I have ever had and I would also go home to beat off right away. The feeling of "nausea" mentioned by one of the earlier posters is exactly my feeling.

I pass by my old doctor's office building multiple times a day, back and forth from home to work. I can still hear the nurse's footsteps and the door opening when she'd say your name.

The run of 4 storey Georgian buildings (used by local government) are still there and the huge basement areas were used by the school medical examination unit. Whenever I pass this particular buiilding I can still look down from the pavement through railings into the windows and remember us boys having to undress down to our underpants for weighing and measuring and wait our turn when we would then have to strip right off before going in to see the doctor, There was always several of us there at a time. The offices are empty now but very emotive memories, nervous and embarrassed at the time but very enjoyable to recall.

What an amazing acknowledgement! I too have experienced similar recollections and feelings be it for childhood or thereafter. It's fascinating to me how we manage to store these memories and also respond to visual cues all these years later. Each day, I drive past the medical building where my doctor is and frequently find myself gazing up towards the window of her exam room on the 5th floor. I can't help but think who is in there and at what stage of the exam!

Thanks for such a pleasant question.

julie

My pediatrician (now retired) lived in a house with his offices attached. Well, I had not pass by the office in a couple of years. I began working in the area, now I pass by it twice a day. My doctor smoked a pipe and the smell leaked into office area. The memories of my preteen (puberty) & teen physicals I just dreaded those exams.

There were a few exams that I will ever forget.

1) The nurse, my sister and mom present stripping to just my tighty whities.

2) On my back I would look out the window as my doctor put his hands in my briefs feeling my penis and balls.

3) There was no escaping standing up as he pulled down my underwear exposing my penis and balls in front of my mom and sister. Making even worse was the comments on my development as he was still feeling my penis, balls and the "turn and cough" portion.

I totally understand what you write in your post. I grew up in upstate New York in a small town and there were very few pediatricians in my hometown. The doctor was well-known in town and was a "pillar" of the community and well respected. But he did take advantage of many kids that went to him, you can check out my profile and read many of my posts on this subject matter.

Back in the 70's and 80's the medical profession was much different back then and coming from a small town with not many options, this doctor went above and beyond the call of duty and took advantage of innocent children. I dreaded going to the doctors office, and I hated passing his office. His office was located on major intersection in my town and you had to pass his office often.

I moved at the age of 18 to South Florida where I have been living ever since. The very few times I go back home to visit, I pass his office and it bring back deep memories and issues for me. I recently went back in November 2016, and his original building was torn down and replaced with a modern updated medical center so that did ease the memories seeing a new medical center on that particular parcel of land, but the memories are still with me.

My physicals which left the strongest impressions on me were annual school physical exams, which were conducted in a trailer fitted out as a mobile exam facility. This was brought to the parking lot at our school, and we were brought out to the trailer in small groups of four or five at a time. We'd see the doctor, always a female, one at a time, while the others waited in the small first room. We'd either undress down to underpants or just completely naked. I always had such exciting thoughts knowing my classmates were either being examined naked on the other side of that thin wall, or that they were just waiting on the other side while I was being examined.

I remember when the trailer was there, usually for about a week or so, I could see it from the playground, so there was always the anticipation in the time before my own exam, and then the excitement of the memory in the days afterwards, too, which were invoked every time I was outside. It was always a very anxious week.

I still see such mobile medical facilities, in places all over the world, and every time it brings back those feelings of butterflies and tingles. There was one year when the doctor told me to undress, to take off everything except my socks. For some reason I felt more exposed that time than the times when I was totally naked, and that feeling has always stayed with me ever since if I'm wearing only socks.

Very fond memories, and I'm grateful that had been my experience, because I know seeing the doctor wasn't always so positive for everyone at that age.

I did not have a pediatrician, but I often see my first school and I still think about my first school medical exam that took place in the infirmary. I was 7 years old and I was already excited by the medical exams. I was surprised to not have an erection, I already knew that the manipulation of the penis could cause one, even if I did not know that it was in relation to sexual pleasure.

The doctor's surgery I went to as a kid is long gone, but the hospital I went to a few times is still there. I had one odd experience when I was eighteen and I drove past it, having not seen it for years. There was a long queue at the traffic lights and I looked up at what used to be the kids ward block and thought that somewhere in there was the room where I finally learned how powerful my liking for stethoscopes was and I thought 'Hey Doc, remember that kid who liked his physical? He's old enough to drive now but still hasn't grown out of it!' I smoked as a teenager and I lit one up just for the irony.

Excellent post from Medical Test Subject which certainly sums up a lot of my own feelings. I no longer live anywhere near the towns I grew up and attended schools where I had so many medicals ( I have posted about some of these in other threads). Both my Junior School and Grammar School are closed now...but the buildings are still standing. Occasionally I visit the area. From time to time I do reflect back on schooldays. By age 9 or 10 having a medical ( because I knew what was coming...I would be naked and having my private parts touched etc) was a mix of nerves and excitement. I did enjoy stripping off with my classmates and catching glimpses of some of them naked. Just like MTS, I used to fantasise about some of them being naked and being examined by the doctor.....wishing I was the doctor....or..sometimes vice versa, that they were the doctor, making me strip naked for them.

happened by the medical building where my Pediatrician's office was. All at once - the nausea of years past (I DREADED going to the Dr as a child) and the thrill at the thought of being exposed; examined - all came back at once - 30+ years later. What a bizarre combination of emotions. Anyone else?

What a great topic! I also dreaded going to my pediatrician's office as a child, but now look back at what I dreaded with some fascination, so the phrase "bizarre combination of emotions" very much resonates with me. I frequently drive through the area where my pediatrician's office was located. The building itself is not visible from the road, and if I recall correctly, not all that memorable on the outside. However, the building between the main road and the office, which has the driveway to get back to the office around it, is very distinct and impressive. To this day, I have no idea what is in that imposing building, but every time I drive by it my stomach clenches the same way it always did when the car made the turn into that driveway bringing me ever closer to that dreaded appointment with the doctor. However, I find that this visceral reaction is not so much one of dread as in the past, but has rather changed into somewhat of an excited curiosity of what making that turn and driving back to the office would be like now.

What a great topic. Lately I have been going over those exams in my mind, thinking about the apex of excitement and wanting to embellish.

When going through my hometown I always look at the building where my doctor had his office. He was elderly and said he was going to retire. I guess he did because his building is no longer a doctor's office. But the building brings back memories of me naked and examined in that building. There is a new clinic just outside of town.

This weekend, in my hometown for the day, our route happened by the medical building where my Pediatrician's office was. All at once - the nausea of years past (I DREADED going to the Dr as a child) and the thrill at the thought of being exposed; examined - all came back at once - 30+ years later. What a bizarre combination of emotions. Anyone else? (I suppose a nice essay could be written about how such a dreaded experience has led to a fetish later in life!)

Absolutely, I can fully agree with your emotions! I still have the same feelings when I pass the building of my paediatrician office, where my mom took me so often in my teenage time and where I was always examined so thoroughly and completely. I also still remember all my nausea and bad feelings in my tummy then, although the office doesn´t exist any more in that building!

I drive past his office every day. It certainly brings back memories of trips to see him. Walking in the door and up the stairs with mom, then getting called back to the exam room and getting undressed. Lots of fun thoughts.

If ever I'm in my hometown and drive by my old pediatrician's office, I can't help but remember my experiences there. I always picture being in my briefs, the doctor's cold hands, the thermometer up my butt. Good memories ?

I visited my cousin a few months ago and we were driving back from dinner One evening she pointed out the vacant lot where our old pediatricians office had recently been torn down. We traded some stories about our visits with her. She was telling me how upsetting it was to be examined in her underwear and asked me how I felt about it as a boy. I told her I was embarrassed by the nurse nurse who always told mom to strip me down to my briefs and then pulled them down to take my temperature but the genital exam was the worst and I used to get scared thinking about it. She did too and she was a girl. Anyway, we vented a bit about the ordeal and didn't have a lot of sympathy for the old building.

I can really relate to this topic. When I finally became aware the my experience at a pediatrician when I was away at summer camp as a 12 year old (described here https://www.zity.biz/index.php?mx=forum;ox=display;msg=506777) was probably inappropriate and perhaps even abusive, I found the old house converted to medical office on Google Street View... And later that year I drove by to see it.

Really mixed emotions.....

Here is the Google Street View picture of the house /office, I'm feeling butterflies just typing this.....

https://www.zity.biz/gallery/image/146290

I never had a pediatrician but the family doctor I got my physicals at was in a large medical building next to a hospital in a suburb of L.A. It's visible from the I-210 Freeway so I drive past it whenever I visit California.

I live relatively close to old Pediatricians office, so I drive by it all the time. It's now a bakery thrift store. When I go In there some times it brings back lots of memories. Even though it's different,

It's always fun to drive by my pediatrician's office. Brings back memories of going in for my checkups, etc. I bumped into my pediatrician in the mall a couple of months ago and he told me that he will be retiring at the end of January. I guess his name won't be on the outside of the building anymore when I drive by.

I love any chance I get to see any of the doctors' offices I went to as a kid. A few are still around and I've used Google to find a couple. I've taken photos of the outside of a couple of them.

I had read this post last week at some point, and wondered what it would be like to see my old pediatricians office... so, I googled him. Turns out he passed away last year at the age of 76. I read all of the well wishes on his electronic obit page, and wondered how many kids had the same fond memories I did-

To my surprise, I then had a dream a couple nights ago about going to the same office (under his house), and walked the halls completely alone. No one was there... nothing sexual happened, but in the dream, I had the same anxious feelings of being in that office as I did as a child.

I woke up with a raging hard-on. Too bad I was at my parents for t-day ?

My childhood doctor was a house on a street we didn't drive down too often. So when we did my stomach would tense up until we drove past. (My mom knew I hated going to the doctor so stopped telling me when she made an appointment. We'd just go out together on a 'few errands' until 'surprise'!) My dentist was in the same building, just upstairs. When I was in my late teens the house burned down. I was glad to see it gone.

I guess I can't post the pics on this thread, but I recently came across a camper/RV converted into a health unit, of some sort, sitting in a parking lot. Looked like something they drive around to neighborhoods for programs with kids. Reminded me a lot of the mobile medical trailer brought to our school, which I mentioned earlier on this thread. Sure brought back strong memories.