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My First Physical
I walk into the doctor's office, about to be touched like I have never been touched before. Walking beside my mother, they send us to room 5. Whitewashed walls with only one side, where the bad-deed table is located, covered in splotches that stain the wall with color. The nurse comes in, hot, blonde, young. I'm excited now. Pointing, she asks if I'm ready. I nod nervously and she responds with, "Then let me go get the doctor." Wait... The who?? In comes this grey haired chubby lady. NO. Where's the hot blonde? She commands me to turn and cough. I don't want to. I then feel the cold wrinkled hands as I turn to look at the eyes of my mother in her chair.
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