Medical Examination Story Novels & Stories

he says, I haven't seen a doctor in over years, not even when I was a child. "I don't know," I say worried, I wished Victor would come in with me as well, but I was alone. "Now step up," he says starting with taking my weight and height, my blood pressure and temperature were next, my whole body was stiff and tight as he finished checking on me, the last step of the examination was something I didn't expect, he knew I was terrified and so he did it by surprise poking in the thight with a needle, and I hated needles, I screamed but then I fell asleep very quickly, I didn't feel a thing anymore, it was all a dream, maybe that's how I die.

He said, "Give him another examination — will you believe your own instruments?" "I will expose your lies and show the whole world how traditional Chinese medical science deceives people!" James began to direct his assistant and gave Nalan Jie a second physical examination. Curious what the exam would fine, Nalan Jie cooperated with the examination. Soon, the results were handed to James. "My God, what happened?"

he said as he kissed me. An hour later, after a careful sip of Mrs. Harlan’s tea and a piece of dry toast that actually stayed down, the doctor arrived. He set up in the sunlit sitting room off the bedroom, stethoscope, blood pressure cuff, and a small kit for quick labs while Gage stayed right beside me the whole time. The exam was routine at first. My vitals, which turned out normal, I also had no fever. Then the doctor asked the question that made my cheeks heat: “Any chance you could be pregnant, Thea?”

I took a deep breath to mentally encourage myself to be hopeful and it seemed to work or maybe I just gaslit myself into thinking it worked. "You came so early today. That's good, have your seat," The doctor cast one of her numerous kind, gummy smiles at me, to which I stiffly nodded as I tentatively flopped my butt on the chair opposite to her. "So, you asked to meet me for an important matter. What's going on? Is Dad okay? Is something wrong with him?" I couldn't help but babble every thought that floated into my head in my state of frenzy. "Calm down, Miss Ophelia. Yes, I called to meet you for something. We carried out a thorough body examination on him yesterday and discovered something

“You and the child are too important to leave to chance.” By mid afternoon, Dr. Harrison requested the first full examination. I changed into a paper gown and lay on the new medical bed, feeling exposed and vulnerable. Victor stood in the corner with his arms crossed, observing silently like a supervisor. Dr. Harrison moved with efficient precision as he prepared the ultrasound wand. “Try to relax, Mrs. Hale,” he said in a calm voice. “This is standard for establishing a baseline.”

he greeted with a slight bow. The title felt strange, but I ignored it. “Please, take a seat on the bed,” he said, gesturing towards it. I sat down slowly as I tried to ignore the way Amreth kept his gaze on me. The doctor examined me, asking me questions about dizziness, pain, nausea, and exhaustion. I answered him, trying to ignore the anxiety running through my chest. I just wanted the baby to be okay, because that was all I had left now. After a few more examinations, the doctor smiled. “The child is healthy and fine.”

the doctor replied, his voice soothing. I ran my hands across my stomach, and suddenly, a rush of memories flooded back to me. I remembered meeting my ex, and Carl rushing to my rescue, then the blood. Was there really blood? I tentatively reached out to touch my abdomen, my hands searching for something, anything, to make sense of it all. Dr. Bryan stood in front of me, his eyes filled with concern. Something didn't feel right.

I greeted, just as Tess and I entered his office. “You guys are late… Again.” she said as she waved us to the seats in front of her, her eyes still glued to the file on her hand. “We’re sorry about that Doctor.” “Mrs. Simpson please can you lie here for your final examination?” Doctor Flanagan said as she stood up. Tess went over and lay on the examination table. Doctor Flanagan examined her for a few minutes, checked for her vital signs and how well our baby is lying. “You can have your seat now.” Muttered Doctor Flanagan.

I knew life was improv, I just didn’t expect to be at the bottom of every joke. “I’m checking your vitals. Blood pressure, heart rate, and all that.” He said, lifting his head to look at me. “Then we’ll proceed to run a scan,” he pointed at the equipment that looked like a portal, “check the state of your skull and your brain then you’re all good.” I nodded wordlessly and settled into the bed, letting him do what he was trained to do. The examination took about thirty minutes before Ronan led me back to my room. A pack of takeout was already waiting on the table when we entered and my stomach rumbled on cue, earning me a chuckle from him.

"Is that not the case?" Aloha quickly replied, "No, you can continue," not wanting to delay any longer. The doctor proceeded with a series of examinations, thoroughly checking and running various tests on her body. Machines were attached to her stomach, displaying data until the doctor obtained the precise results. Once the examination was over, the doctor gently helped Aloha off the examination bed and led her back to his office. Ragnar's concerned gaze never left her. He longed to ask if she was alright, but the words remained unspoken.