In the waiting room - Thoughts

Does anyone else let let their mind wander just a bit when they're in the waiting room?

When I'm sitting there waiting to be taken back to an exam room, I sometimes scan the waiting room and wonder why everyone is there. Are they sick? Do they have a cold or the flu? Is it a follow-up appointment for some chronic illness? Or (my favorite) are they there for a complete physical exam? I then wonder if they'll have to undress, and if so, how much. If I see a nice looking woman, I wonder if she'll soon be lying back on the exam table with her feet in stirrups. Or if I see a fit looking young man, I wonder if he'll soon be standing in front of his doctor, maybe even in front of MY doctor, and she'll be palpating his genitals and then checking him for a hernia.

I guess I just find it fun to fantasize about what other people are about to have done to them. Am I alone?

I am more like Mash. I try to figure out what their complaint is and what the possible tests and treatments will be. Occasionally, I can check up on my suppositions because I can overhear the conversation when someone comes to check out.

In the waiting room, i just try to sit next to the "least sick" looking person in there, and i usually end up making a new friend and having a conversation with someone sitting near me. Small children seem to be drawn to me too, for some strange reason, and last time i was at my Dr's, i had a 2 yr old boy trying to grab my feet from under the chair, and playing peek-a-boo with me from behind his mother.

i really try to just keep to myself and ignore the others because they already seem distressed, and i don't want to add to their problems. My main concern is trying not to get sick while i am there, because while i do have my problems, getting colds and the flu us usually not an issue with me.

soumise

I agree with all of your comments about trying to avoid getting sick. That is always a concern whenever I'm in the doctor's office.

To my original post, I have to add that my favorite time to do this is not when I'm there for a sick visit. I enjoy this much more when I'm there for a physical exam myself. That's usually done first thing in the morning (since I'm typically fasting). And at my doctor's office, they seem to assign most of the physicals for that time of day. So if there are other people in the room waiting, it's a very good chance that they are also there for a physical. That makes it much more fun since you know what your doctor is about to do to you, and you can bet that they will have to endure a similar exam.

Same here! Always trying to stay away from the ones that are really showing the symptoms. I don't want to get sick. I also agree with try going bright and early to get in before theirs a lot waiting.

I definitely find my mind wandering if there's a good looking woman ahead of me.

Absolutely. I check out the other males and wonder if they will have to undergo the same routine as I will. If they are obviously relaxed while waiting, I am extremely envious since I am a bundle of nerves and wonder what the doctor is going to see when their pants go down and whether I measure up.

I sure do. Several years ago I went to my doctor for a knee problem I was having. While in the waiting room, the nurse called a woman's name. She stood up and walked by me. She looked to be about 18 and was very attractive, and as they walked away I heard the nurse ask the girl if the physical was for sports or just a regular physical. I didn't hear the answer, but my imagination went into overdrive wondering just how thorough her exam would be. It didn't help that she was wearing tight low rise jeans, sandals and a tight tank top that was cropped enough to show her belly button piercing. Then last year I was there for a physical, and a smoking hot woman came in about the same time as I did. She looked to be in her late 20's and had long blonde hair tied into a pony tail. She wore tight low rise jeans that were cropped to show off her nice tanned calves and high heeled sandals that tied around her ankles and lower calves. She had on a tight shiny black halter top. I had a very hard time keeping my eyes off of her. Unfortunately I never heard why she was there even though she was called back before me. I had no problem fantasizing that she was there for a complete physical, though! In fact she might have been because my doctor tends to schedule physicals in blocks at certain times of the day, and it was just her, another older woman, and me in the waiting room. I will be scheduling a physical soon so I hope to see some more attractive women in the waiting room. I'll have to try to sit by the hallway that goes back to the exam rooms so hopefully I can overhear one of them tell the nurse that they are there for a complete physical!

To add to yesterday's post, I was at my doctor's 3 or 4 years ago for a physical. Sitting across from me was an attractive brunette. She was wearing office attire, a form fitting grey skirt, turquoise blouse, grey blazer and high heels. She also had on shiny black nylons. The skirt and blazer had a sheen to them, like they were made from a rayon or silk blend. The skirt was a few inches above her knees, but rode up higher on her thighs when sitting. She had an air of confidence about her, like she was an executive or high priced lawyer. She appeared to be around 30 or so. I started fantasizing that she was there for a complete physical. Just as I was imagining her in the stirrups, the nurse called her back. A while later I was called back. The nurse took me down the hallway that contains the exam rooms. We went into the exam room closest to the waiting area. After the prelims she gave me a cup for a urine sample and said to use the bathroom at the end of the hallway. As I stepped into the hallway, a door to the exam room at the other end of the hall to the left opened and out steps the brunette. As we approached each other, we made eye contact and I smiled and said hi. She had a look on her face like I just caught her doing something embarrassing. She managed a slight smile and said a barely audible hi, and quickly looked away. The air of confidence that she had earlier was gone. When I got to the exam room she had just come out of, the door was still open. I looked inside and saw the exam table with the head end elevated about 30 degrees, and those nice and shiny metal stirrups extended! The paper vest and paper drape were set on top of the exam table. I know my doctor uses those for female physicals because my girlfriend has the same doctor and I've been to a few of her exams. So that's probably why the brunette looked so embarrassed! She knew that I'd see into the exam room that she had just come out of. My fantasy of her getting a complete physical had turned out to be reality!

I just had a physical this past Friday. When I arrived, there were four other people in the waiting room besides me. The first three were older men, and I thought damn it, no cute women! Then I looked in the corner by the soda machine, and there sat a really cute young woman, probably in her late teens or early 20's. She had long black hair tied back in a ponytail, dark brown eyes and had a beautiful tanned and smooth skin tone. I sat down by the receptionist's counter, which was next to the hallway that leads to the exam rooms. She was seated diagonally across from me. After a while it was down to her and I in the waiting area. It was then that a nurse approached the receptionist and asked her what was left for the day, as it was 4 in the afternoon. She told the nurse that there were two patients left, and both were here for physicals. That grabbed my attention, as my mind started to picture that brunette in the stirrups, with her silky soft and buttery smooth, golden tanned thighs and pancake flat, firm abdomen glowing under the light, her legs spread obscenely wide and her firm, round ass hanging off the edge of the exam table. Snap out of it, you don't need to get all worked up, I thought to myself. Just then the nurse said "Melissa, you can come with me". Melissa stood up and walked towards me since I was seated by the hallway. My initial assessment of her figure was spot on, which was made possible by what she was wearing. She wore skin tight, low rise shiny black spandex UnderArmour cropped leggings, and a matching skin tight, shiny black spandex UnderArmour tank top. The combination of the low rise leggings and short length of the tank top showed off a few inches of her tanned and well toned abdomen. She also had on black low cut anklet socks and black low cut sneakers. She looked like she was going to the gym instead of a physical. As she walked by me she followed the nurse down the hall. I turned and looked as she walked away. What a butt! And curvy, shapely hips and small waist to match! Her butt was round and very firm, no jiggling as she walked. She obviously does work out on a regular basis, including weight training. I lift weights myself, and I could see by her muscle tone and very firm body that she was no stranger to the weight room. Anyway they went into the exam room closest to me. A few minutes later the female PA came and got me. We went into the exam room next to Melissa's. As my exam proceeded, I could hear muffled conversation next door, but I couldn't make out the words. Then I heard metallic clanging. I knew immediately what that sound was. Stirrups being pulled out! Then a lot of movement and exam table paper crinkling, then quiet. At this point I am standing up for the hernia check, genital exam, then finally a rectal exam. I was thinking to myself this is too good to be true! Melissa is getting a pelvic exam at the same time I am getting a genital and rectal exam! What a once in a lifetime treat! After my rectal exam, I was handed some wet naps to clean up with, then I pulled up my undershorts and sat back up on the table. Then I heard some muffled words next door, and movement on the exam table and table paper crinkling. I knew Melissa was sitting up from her pelvic exam. After the PA and I talked about my exam for a few minutes, she left. A moment later I heard the door in the next exam room open and close. I hurried up and dressed, then waited to hear the door again, so I could time me leaving my room just after she leaves hers. About 5 minutes later I hear the door open. I wait a few seconds and open my door and enter the hallway. As I walked by her exam room I saw she left the door open. The exam table head end was elevated, and the stirrups were out. There was a paper vest and paper drape on the exam table. I knew she had a pelvic exam! When I got to the receptionist's counter, Melissa was there taking care of the insurance and co-pay stuff I assume. As I waited for my turn, I got to admire her one more time. What a body! I kept looking at that butt, thinking how just moments ago she was in the stirrups, speculum in, then fingers, maybe even a rectal exam. I looked at her calves, which looked like they were chiseled from granite. I love cropped leggings, they show off a woman's calves so well. One last look at her small waist, which was bare because of the low rise leggings and short length of her tank top. As she turned around to leave, I smiled and said hi, and she smiled back and said hello. It was then that I recognized her. She goes to the same gym that I do! I did go to the gym after I went home and changed, and she was there, wearing the same outfit that she wore to the doctor's! When I went to the dumbbell rack to do some curls, she was there. I said are you following me, she smiled and said I should be asking you that, I was at the doctor's first, and I was at the gym first, so you must be following me! We laughed and continued our workouts. Now everytime I see her I am going to think about that day in the exam rooms. I wonder if she's into medfet? That would be awesome to perform play exams on each other.

Waiting

Mostly my mind is thinking about what new flavors of beef jerky the gas station will have in stock when I'm out of there. Sometimes I also wonder if I will ever truly be able to keep up with the Kardashians.

The wait time varies between 5 and 27 minutes.

I usually read the maintenance manuals for out of production vehicles that possibly whatever tabloids I find at the gas station while getting my morning beef jerky.

Maybe I should talk to my doctor about ADD meds.

Usually my mind is on whetever my sister and I are talking about at the time. It isn't long before the doctor knocks and comes in.

All I have ever been able to think about in the waiting room is whether I will need any injections and, if so, where I would get them.

If the exam will end up being invasive. I think about the pssability of a rectal exam the most.

If I am waiting for an exam, I don't even bother picking up a magazine to read. My mind is too busy racing, thinking about a myriad of things.

The only time you see me reading in a waiting room is between rounds of a Mohs surgery, since I know I will be there for quite a while, back & forth between rounds. Then i bring a book, which is the only time I manage to read something not on the internet. For the last one, I was reading Graham Nash's latest autobiography Wild Tales. During one of the previous Mohs surgeries, i was reading my friend Joe Gannascoli's novel "A Meal To Die For", and ironically I bled on the cover with the meat cleaver on it. I had to be rushed back in for them to stop the bleeding.

All I have ever been able to think about in the waiting room is whether I will need any injections and, if so, where I would get them.

Exactly my toughts...yesterday I had an appointement with my ENT-doc. To my suprise I ended up with an IV.

I wonder which pretty demure woman sitting in the waiting room is minutes away from having a beet red face because her bottom cheeks are being spread open and a finger firmly pushed deep into her anus.

Great minds think alike, Lana, save that my injections have never been IV - I usually get shots in the bottom.

Nick

My immediate thoughts are "I hate this and hope I am not kept waiting long" as I check in and then go sit down. I usually prefer a corner of the room sitting a chair away from others if possible. Though I try to avoid eye contact, it is inevitable and soon I am seeing who is coming and going. It's a challenge to thumb through a magazine as every time the exam hall door opens my heart pounds faster. At some point, and it is always different from visit to visit, I hear my name and hope that no one else knows me, as I stand and go towards the nurse knowing in just a few minutes I am going to be in front of her naked! Finally, I always wonder how others feel leaving with lubrication from the exam? The KY on the exam tray as well as the box of gloves are sure reminders that one or two are reserved for yours truly!

Similar thoughts, Julie, but to be more specific I fearfully wonder how it will feel the next time I sit down if I need any shots. I must admit momentary excitement on seeing an attractive girl come out gingerly rubbing her injection-sore bottom - momentarily until I realise that I might be next for similar treatment.

This is always fun to do. Look around and see people of different ages, wonder why they are there and what all they will be getting done.

It is sort of fun seeing a pretty girl/women and fantasizing about her upcoming exam............

Whenever I'm in the waiting room at my doctors office or if it's one of the times I happen to accompany my wife to her gynecologist, there have been times I scan the waiting room and wonder what other people are there for. If i notice anyone with a clipboard I tend to wonder if they are there for some type of annual exam! Or if I notice anyone who seems anxious I wonder of they could be about to undress.

Some of those with whom I've chatted on here will know how much I hated the time in the waiting room before my exams.

As a nervous teenager it was not so much about trying to guess what everyone else was there for, it was more about hoping that they couldn't guess why I was there.

When my name was called the receptionist would alternately tell me to "go in", "go in and get ready" or "go in and get undressed" all of which were relatively innocuous statements.

Somehow I managed to convince myself that everyone else waiting would be able to work out from that that I was going to be completely naked.

I do enjoy scanning the waiting room, looking for attractive women, and wondering if they are there for a physical. I imagine them in the exam room, undressing completely, including bra and panties, and putting on the short vest. Then sitting up on the exam table, making the table paper crinkle loudly. Then placing the short drape across her lap. I then imagine her being thorough examined, feet firmly planted in the stirrups, having a full pelvic exam, followed by a thorough rectovaginal/rectal exam......

As i find anything medical (though not dental) arousing, the first thought on my mind on entering the waiting room is that I am mentally and at least partially physically aroused, then I notice the guys and begin thinking of their exams or treatment as well as my own, upcoming or past, hoping that i am going to get a male dr or nurse;

as i do not like being late, and therefore aim to arrive early, by the time i am called my mind has raced away, and the reality is a disapointment,

Also, i often see the dregs of society in waiting rooms constantly moaning about everything including the free healthcare they have not contributed to,

it does get me to thinking that them being sterilised whilst there would be a blessing to society.

I'm always so curious in the waiting room.

What has the other person come for?

What will the doc do to him/her.

So hot..

I could see why the OP would pose this question, and it's a good one. I haven't really done such a thing. First, my mind is always tuned in on hearing my name called. As well, I don't ever seem to see any attractive girl patients within my age of attraction, and never with surgical masks on. 😢

I mostly have anxiety over my own exam, but sometimes wonder what the other people in their are thinking