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I was asked after going into the exam room to undress from the waist down and
cover with a paper sheet. When the doctor came in I was asked to lay on my left
side with my knees toward my chest. The doctor did a quick but thorough rectal
exam that made me feel like I had to poop. After that I felt the sigmoidoscope
go in and felt like I was being blown up with air. I could feel it moving
around. The weirdest was right before it was removed I could feel it move and
look back at the anal opening. It wasn't a bad experience at all. the worst was
the anoscope exam I had at my doctors office and his very long and thorough
prostate exam. I felt like I had to pee during that one.
"I went to the doctor for a hemorrhoid discussion and he suggested a rectal
exam since I had never had one.
I was somewhat embarrassed because I was on a tilt table for several minutes
and completely exposed before the doctor came in to do the exam. As I am older
now it is no longer a big deal! I was 27 at the time.
I was told to kneel on the exam table and then it was tilted until my rear end
was the tallest thing in the room. When the doctor came in he showed me the
scope which was about 18 inches long and about 1 inch in diameter. It was
somewhat uncomfortable but not painful. I had some cramping when the probe
reached the end of my colon where the large intestine begins. At that point the
doctor removed the scope and I had no more discomfort."
"I undressed...I was instructed to roll over, then the doctor instructed me to
lay on my belly and spread my legs while he stuck his finger deep inside of my
bottom. With his other hand, he mashed around on the top of my hips and lower
back. His male nurse spread my buttocks apart and the doctor shined a lighted
instrument inside of my rectum. Next, another hand held instrument was stuck
inside of my bottom. Again a light was positioned for a full view of my rectum.
The doctor then had me get up on my hands and knees. I asked questions, but he
was older and did not like my questioning him. He gave the orders and I was
expected to do them.
I was tense and reluctant to arch my back. He then instructed me to "stick
bottom out and up and spread my legs apart." I did and then he performed another
rectal exam followed by inserting a long rigid instrument into my behind. He the
other male nurse seemed focused. I thought he inserted the instrument too far,
but I didn't ask. Other doctors came into the room and looked as well. When the
exam was over I was instructed to lie on my belly again and each of the resident
doctors performed a rectal exam on me. It was humiliating."
"I received my first ever digital rectal exams in the regular exam room. He
inserted his finger with me bent over the table and then laying on my left side.
That was pretty uncomfortable as a whole, but when he took his finger out the
second time I thought we were done. I was led, still naked, to the procedure
room. In the procedure room was a proctoscope table. I was secured to the
table with my butt up in the air. The doctor told me that the next half hour or
so would be very uncomfortable. That may have been the understatement of the
1960's. I received another digital rectal exam, this time with the added twist
of a second finger entering me. He told my mother that he needed to stretch me a
little because I was "so tight back there." The nurse held my butt crack open as
he inserted the rigid scope. In my entire life before and since, I have never
felt anything that uncomfortable. And it wasn't just a quick in and out. He
spent a good fifteen minutes inside of me. At 13.5, he only used a rectal
speculum on me, but at 14.5 I got the full rigid scope again. My male friends
who went to the same doctor all share the same horror story of the rigid scope
"After meeting with the proctologist in his office, he escorted me into a large
exam room. He told me to remove my pants and undershorts and place them on a
nearby chair. Next he had me kneel on a little shelf of the exam table and told
me to bend at my waist at a 90 degree angle. U was glad that he did not have a
nurse come into the room to assist him. The proctologist pressed a button on the
side of the exam table which caused my head to go down while my legs and bottom
went up in the air. There was a pillow so my head would not be uncomfortable.
Next he put on a rubber glove and I felt him spread my buttocks apart while he
smeared some kind of lubricant on my anus. Then he pushed his index finger into
my rectum and did a thorough rectal exam feeling all the walls of my rectum.
After a minute, he withdrew his finger. Next I felt a cold metal instrument
placed against my anus and he said that he was ready to insert the proctoscope.
It felt quite uncomfortable as he gradually slid into my rectum all the length
of the scope. I felt him put some puffs of air into my rectum to help him
visualize the rectal walls. This caused some mild cramping in my lower bowel. As
he slowly pulled the instrument backward, he carefully viewed the walls of the
rectum. After several minutes he withdrew the scope, wiped my anal area with
tissue and then returned the exam table to the original position. He instructed
me to get dressed and then return to his office. He advised me that he could not
detect any abnormalities during the exam but felt that I should have further
testing done. He called a nearby radiology center and scheduled an appointment
for me to go have a barium enema that afternoon."
"Once I got into position, the doctor did a pretty thorough rectal exam. He
inserted a very lubricated finger into my rectum and felt all around while he
was lubricating me. He then removed his finger and placed the scope at the
opening to my anus and asked me to bear down and he slowly inserted the scope.
It felt like it took a long time for him to finally get the scope into place and
then he removed the inner piece and checked to make sure everything looked ok,
which it did. He then replaced the inner piece and slowly removed the scope.
Then the nurse used a wipe to clean me up and I was told I everything was fine
and I could get dressed."
"After removing my clothing below my waist, the doctor had me kneel on the ledge
at the bottom of the exam table and then bend my upper torso over with my head
resting against a padded head board. He proceeded to manually operate the table
so that it tilted with my head going down and my bottom going up in the air
where he had easier access to perform the exam. First he performed at digital
rectal exam maneuvering his right index finger around in my rectum to feel all
the walls. Next I felt a lubricated metal object placed against my anus which he
slowly pushed into my rectum until it was in all the way. The doctor removed
the center part of the scope and used a light to view the length of my rectum. I
heard him squeezing a rubber bulb to put air into my rectum. He said this was to
distend the rectum so that he could have a better view. The scope felt quite
uncomfortable and the pumped-in air made me feel as though I had some cramping
in my lower bowel. He spent several minutes maneuvering the scope around to
various places in my rectum but finally withdrew the instrument. He wiped off
the excess lubricant around my anus with some tissue, returned the table to the
original position and told me to get dressed again. Then I met with him in his
office to discuss the results of his findings from the photocope exam."
"I have suffered from idiopathic chronic constipation since I was born. At age 8
my mother decided to take me to a proctologist to find out why I could not have
a normal bowel movement. On the morning of the exam my mother forced me to do an
enema before I went to school. At that time I did not know I was going to visit
a proctologist that day. After being in school for half the morning I was called
to the office to go with my mother to a doctor’s appointment. I was surprised
because my mother did not tell me I had an appointment that day.
We drove a short distance down from my elementary school to the hospital complex
nearby. After taking the elevator up to the floor where we were going to, I
quickly realized what was up when we got to the door that said Colorectal
Surgery. After a short wait in the waiting room my mom and I were called back
and set in an office. Shortly later a grey haired man walked in and introduced
himself as Dr. Pierce. While in the office the doctor asked my mother several
questions and then turned to me and asked me why I could not poop. I remember
shrugging my shoulders and saying I do not know. After the interview in the
office the doctor told me that he was going to look at my bottom and then called
a nurse to take us down to the exam room.
After a short walk down the hall we reach the exam room. Once entering the exam
room I saw the big ominous proctoscope table standing in the middle of the room.
The nurse reached into a cabinet and pulled out a gown. She directed me to the
restroom and told me to take everything from my waist down off and put on the
gown. Being a big kid I went into the restroom and did what I was told by taking
everything off below my waist including my socks and then put the gown over my
shirt. After changing I exited the restroom to find the nurse, the doctor, and a
medical student chatting with my mother. The doctor instructed my mother to the
head of the exam table and instructed me to the foot of the table with him. I
can remember walking barefoot across the floor scared that I was getting germs
from other peoples poop on the bottom of my bare feet. Once I got to the rear of
the table the doctor gave me a boost up onto the kneeling shelf of the
proctoscope table. He told me to bend over the table towards my mother. Shortly
after that the table began to rise. I remember trying to scrunch down thinking
he was going to ram my back into the overhead exam light.
Next the table tilted forward and I felt as if I was going to slide off, but
could tell I was not going to. Next I felt the doctor open the back of the gown
and expose my rear end. At this point I was EXTREMELY embarrassed. At 8 years
of age being on a proctoscope table with your bare butt, bare legs, and bare
feet up in the air with 3 strangers’ back there looking at them is really
embarrassing. The first part of the exam was not too bad. I felt a pressure in
my bottom that I now know was the digital rectal exam. It was very quick and
bearable. I thought the exam was over and told myself that it was not too bad,
not knowing what was about to happen. Next, I remember the doctor telling my
mother to hold me that the second part of the exam was going to be a little
uncomfortable. I remember feeling my buttocks being spread apart and something
cool pressing against my bottom. All of a sudden I felt a very sharp pain in my
rear end and a discomfort that grew in intensity every second. I remember
yelling ouch, ouch, ouch, and begging my mother to make them stop. My mother
later told me that she started crying and asking the doctor if the scope he was
using was too big. The doctor told my mother that the scope was fine for my age.
I remember the doctor telling me that the scope is all the way in and that we
are halfway done. At this point I was crying and in severe pain. Next the doctor
started to withdraw the scope and I can remember feeling the discomfort lessen
as the scope was coming out. The withdrawal of the scope seemed to take forever,
but I now know that during the withdrawal is when the doctor examines the
sigmoid colon and rectum. I can distinctly remember thinking about what my
classmates were doing at school as I laid there on the proctoscope table with my
bare butt, legs, and feet up in the air with a metal scope up in rear end.
After the doctor withdrew the scope I remember my rear end still hurting a
lot like it was on fire. The doctor lowered the table and told me how good I did
and how brave I was. Once the table was back down the doctor started to help me
up. I asked if I could lay there a minute and rest because my rear end was on
fire and hurting bad after the exam. My mother quickly chimed in and told me to
get up and go get dressed. I hobbled over to the restroom and change back into
my clothes. I changed back into my pants, underwear, socks, and shoes and exited
the restroom to find my mother and the doctor talking about another exam I was
going to have. A few weeks later I underwent a colonoscopy, which is a different
story. As we left the doctor’s office my bottom was on fire. I asked my mother
if I could skip school the rest of the day which she quickly said NO. I asked
her what I was going to tell my classmates when they asked where I went, which
they usually did. My mother told me to tell them I went to an eye doctor’s
appointment. My biggest fear was that one of my classmates would notice I was
hobbling because of the pain I had in my rear end. The discomfort lasted for a
day or so and then went away. To this day I am thankful that my mother took me
to see the proctologist to seek help. Even though it was embarrassing as a child
to go through that, today it is no big deal when I have to undergo unpleasant
"The nurse helped me get into the knee-chest position on the exam table. The
doctor pushed the gown up exposing my bottom. Next he smeared some lubricant on
my anus and then pushed his finger into my rectum doing a thorough rectal exam.
After this was finished, I heard the nurse help the doctor get an instrument
ready. Next the scope was placed against my anus and the doctor began inserting
it into my rectum. This was much more uncomfortable than the DRE. After the
scope was all the way in, he removed the center part of the scope which caused
kind of a sucking sound when air entered my rectum. Using a light, the doctor
viewed the walls of my rectum. Once he squeezed a rubber bulb to put more air into
the rectum and causing it to distend so that he could get a better view. This
was more painful when he did this. After several minutes, he slowly withdrew the
scope. The nurse used tissue to wipe off the excess lubricant and then assisted
me in getting down from the table. I went behind a screen and got dressed again.
Then she took me to the physician's office where he went over the results of the
procedure. The doctor referred me to a radiology center for a follow up barium