I don’t ever remember my brother or I going in after hours. No one had to miss work during the day, since my Mother was at home, and my Father wouldn’t have missed work to take us to the doctor, if we remained children for the entire life of the universe.
I’m so old, my pediatrician always made house calls if we were ill. We went to the office for shots and some stitches, but other injuries were stitched at home.