Chimpkin the parents would have had to consent and a lot of pediatric med is very traumatic. One example springs to mind, a 3 year old child with croop, in order for the doctor to treat him myself, an ambo, a nurse and mum were all required to phisically hold him down while the doc forced a hissing plastic mask over his face. Mum understood what we were doing and why but the child didnt and on top of all this was the reason we were treating him, he was having trouble breathing.
Other children are dangled by there feet while they choak because that is the best way to dislodge an object, i've herd of other kids who have had to have catherders up there penises, ped med isnt pleasent
I understand all that.
But this woman was traumatized as a four year old.
Does a four-year-old understand all that?
No.
All of that did not matter to the traumatized four-year-old.
The four year old is still causing problems in the 25-year-old's head.
I was saying the four-year-old would have felt worse if their parent was in the room. Remember...their world is large, does not make sense, and can be very terrifying.
There are people who have PTSD from medical treatments they had as children
that were needed to keep them alive, or to help them walk normally. That's not unheard of.
Did you see me say the doc was wrong?
Although, in my mostly-uneducated opinion, I would have thought he could have palpated the colon through the abdominal wall and confirmed that there wasn't constipation..
I'm prone to getting stoppered, and you can feel it through the abdominal wall just fine.
Edited to add:
When I was six mom took me to a dentist who drilled my teeth with no anesthesia. I'd not been to the dentist before, so I didn't know most dentists use novocaine when they drill teeth.
She was not in the room when my teeth were getting drilled, or she would have seen me digging my nails into the chair in agony as the guy filled most of my molars, while he kept saying "Oh, come on! That doesn't hurt!"
This is why I thought the parent might not have been in the room to see their kid get wrestled into a rectal exam.
Too, I got to go get epinephrine shots for my asthma attacks, and they were no fun...it was mainly the throwing-up afterwards.
(The last time I had a tooth fixed, I would not let the lady work until I had been shot up with novocaine 2 times. I won't let them near me until I can't feel my face.)