Thursday, November 4, 2010
The Dreaded Doctor's Office: Why is it so hated?
Moreover, yesterday I was hit with a double-whammy: an orthodontist appointment in the morning and a check-up after school.
So after a day full of learning I was deposited at the doctor's office. Mom and I killed time in the waiting room by making fun of the latest Seventeen: "OMG his ex pulled down her pants to make him like her again? What is with American teenagers these days??" Then it was time for zee appointment.
My doctor is (thank Gawd) a woman and she is super-duper nice. She makes everything seem less awkward than it really is (which is MEGA awkward-sea turtle). After she did the standard ear check (and I thanked Johnson and Johnson: A Family Company for mass-producing Q Tips so I could clean my ears that morning), it was time for... er... well, you know.
She had to check everywhere. And I mean everywhere. At least this time wasn't as humiliating and pride-decapitating as last time. This time she didn't have to check everywhere. Which is really contradicting itself. Let's all use italics.
So while I was laughing my head off because I am so so tickle-ish, I was wondering: what is up with the stereotype (fear, humiliation) that goes along with a visit to the doctor's? Is that because it's true? Are the magazines in the waiting room really that obnoxious?
So I pondered, and pondered, and pondered. Maybe it's because most sane people (like me) are embarrassed to strip in front of people they see once or twice a year. Or maybe it's because shots, especially the finger prick, are scary.
But maybe, for kids, it's scary because they have to talk about the changes in their bodies. This year, Frankie wanted a male doctor because last year the doctor had to poke and prod his... well then.
Not to blame everything on reality TV, but I think that the media has portrayed check-ups that way. Anyone remember the SpongeBob episode where SpongeBob was scared to go to the doctor's office? Didn't Patrick tell him something about the magazines in the waiting room? But SpongeBob went, and the doctor healed his illness in a musical sequence, and he gave SpongeBob and a big lollipop! SpongeBob has all the luck.
But simply, going to the doctor's is to make sure you're on the right track. I always skip out of the doctor's office feeling blessed that I'm 100% healthy.
What do you guys think? Is the doctor's office to fear or not to fear?
p.s. i am overflowing with post ideas these days, so be braced for a posting hurricane.