Third Wheel
After he listens to my heart with his stethoscope, he asks if I have previous medical records he might request.
Crap! Lie. I need a reasonable lie to cover this. I quickly state they have only seen me at the local Planned Parenthood Clinic and I have had yearly Pap smears with no issues.
He peeks his head into the hall, asking his nurse, Elizabeth, to reenter.
“Lie back,” he instructs. I do as told, and he begins the exam. First, he examines my breasts. His fingertips press in as he circles each breast. After examining underarms and each breast, we move to the pelvic exam. He prompts me to move down the table and place my feet in the metal stirrups. I escape to my happy place. For the rest o