Do You Remember… Going Doctor
My small kid time doctor was Dr. Sexton. Whenever I got sick, needed a physical, get checked for broken bones, or patch my puka head – we headed for the children’s wing at Straub Clinic.
This is how I remember it – before it became a hospital and it was just a clinic. My mom would take me into the round lobby where she’d check me in, then we’d head over to the pediatric wing. I remember the examining rooms. They had sliding doors with a frosted glass window. And a different animal was painted on each window. A giraffe, an elephant, a hippopotamus – each with a friendly, welcoming smile.
And in the waiting area, I remember the Highlights magazine. I used to go directly to the last page to look for the hidden items puzzle. I used to hate it when someone had circled all of the hidden items.
Dr. Sexton was a good pediatrician. He was tall, bald, and had big ears. But he was super friendly to kids and always made me feel at ease. And let’s face it – there was always the anxiety lurking in the back of your mind that…
… you might have to get a shot.
And when the time came, I remember having to go the the medicine office where the nurse was and sitting on the chair waiting to get poked. But promises from mom that we’d stop by the drive in to eat later if I didn’t cry always seemed to work. Visions of Chun Hoon drive-in green river soda kept the tears away.
Oh, and the other cool thing in the nurses place was the air-tube system that they used to send records to and fro. They’d fill those bullet looking containers with papers, stick them into the vacuum tube launcher, close the door and press the button and zoom they were gone! It was so Jetsons-like! And the incoming tubes were cool too with a big thump that would kinda make me jump.
I don’t recall a coffee shop back then as it was just a clinic and not a hospital yet. But I remember in the green painted stairways, the vending machines. Especially the candy machine. And every once in a while, my mom would slip me a dime for a package of the salted peanuts.
I see that the original building is still there – right across of Thomas Square. Of course there is a hospital now built up around the old building. I wonder what it looks like inside now. I wonder if I’d be able to recognize any of the old hallways and stairwells that I used to walk down. Maybe it’s time I pay a visit… you know, for old times sake.
Here’s a story I wanted to share about “going doctor” that my older brothers told me. We grew up about 1 mile from Kailua town. My brother’s friends – also brothers – Walter and Gary lived on the other side of the block from us. And their doctor was located in Kailua town. Gary HATED getting shots. Not that Walter enjoyed them either. But this one time at their check-ups, Walter went in first being the older of the two. When he came out of the examining room, Gary looked up at him and asked him if he got a shot. As soon as Walter nodded yes, Gary bolted out the front door and took off running home – never looking back. He sprinted the full mile!
His mom should’ve promised him green river.
Do you remember your pediatrician? Where was your doctor’s office? Do you have any special memories of “going doctor”? Did your parents bribe you if you didn’t cry when getting a shot? Or maybe your doctor had a toy-box to bribe you? Got any funny doctor stories to share?
Another big event coming up in April to benefit the Ronald McDonald House Charities of Hawaii. Featuring an international buffet, candy bar, door prizes, special performance by Drill Team Hawaii, and most of all – live dance music provided by LS34 band!