Dr. Joe walked towards me. He picked up his stethoscope and small flashlight. He placed his stethoscope around his neck and the light in his pocket.
“I’m going to get your pulse,” he said as he placed two fingers on my wrist. About a minutes later, he said, “A little fast, but that is to be expected given the situation.” I smiled.
“Next, I’m going to get your blood pressure. Please uncross your feet.”
I guess I didn’t realize I had crossed them.
“Try to relax.” He slid the cuff on my left arm, secured it, and placed his stethoscope in his ears. He gave the cuff a few pumps. “124 over 76. Excellent!” I smiled again.
He then removed the cuff and placed it on the table. He took the stethoscope off and pulled out his little flashlight. He shined it in my eyes, then in each ear, and finally up my nose.
“Everything is looking good.Could you open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” I did so.
“Say ahh,” as he pressed my tongue down with the depressor. “Good.” He put the light and stick down on the table.
“I’m going to feel your neck and throat.” He palpated my neck area checking my thyroid and glands.
“Please swallow.” I did. “Excellent.”
“I’m going to check your heart and lungs next. I’m going to untie the top part of the gown. Are you doing ok?”
“Yes, I’m doing well. Thanks.”
He untied the gown’s too straps. “I’m going to place my stethoscope inside the front of your gown next to your heart, so I can have a listen.” He grabbed his stethoscope and slowly slid it down inside the gown next to my chest. His wrist brushed my left nipple and I could feel it get a little hard. He moved the stethoscope around several places.
“Excellent. It seems that your heart is not racing as quickly as before.” I was thinking, just wait...It will be racing in a few minutes.
He then moved the stethoscope to my back. “Deep breath here.” I took a few deep breaths as he moved the stethoscope around my back.
“Great, everything sounds perfect.” He removed the stethoscope and laid it on the table.
“I would now like to perform your breast exam. Do you do these at home?” Dr Joe asked.
“Yes, I do them monthly.”
“Are you okay to proceed.”
“Yes,” I said a little nervously.