Man!!! I would crawl on my hands and knees through broken glass just to get the chance to watch such a scene in real life!!! Please, PLEASE, could you write more about her and about the examination itself?
Sure, I'll share. π
So she was a girl I used to work with. She was a tall, slim girl, short (almost boyish) brown hair, fair skinned. As I said before she was almost flat-chested. She was my first 'relationship' after my divorce, and we became quite close.
She looked a bit like this: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/25/0b/57/250b575600e44da721da4189bf754401.jpg
At one point we went to her GP because she was feeling really really low. He suspected depression (and was right, as it turned out), and prescribed Ladose for her (this is the brand name of Prozac in my home country). The medication would do the trick, and she would be back to her normal self before long. Anyway, he was very helpful and polite, chatting away with both of us, trying to get to the bottom of the problem through consultation. And then he suddenly said, "but let's have a look at you now, why don't you move over to the examination couch". He performed a rather cursory auscultation on her (lifting her blouse, not removing her bra), and spotted her heart murmur. I remember him asking "have you been told you have a heart murmur before", and she said "yes". I was the one who had told her. π
Anyway, he referred her to a cardiologist, saying that it wasn't really anything to be concerned about, but best practice was to have a heart ultrasound done.
I went with her to the cardiologist's appointment, which was a week or so later. Needless to say, during that week I broke some personal records. Not only had I seen her examined by her GP, but I was also going to be present for her specialised heart exam.
The cardiologist wasn't alone in his office - he also had a younger doctor with him. He asked her to remove all of her top clothes, and he began by palpating her chest. I remember seeing his hand firmly pressed on her thin chest. He moved it around, felt along various areas, and even pressed his palm on her ribcage around her left side. Then he auscultated directly on her mitral valve and moved on to perform an ultrasound on her. He had her lay down for that, and then turned over on her left side. I remember all of that quite vividly. I observed her heartrate, which was about 95 - 105 as she was laying down. The younger doctor was looking at the ultrasound screen very attentively, and at some point he pointed to a black dot and said "there", and the older doctor said "exactly, well done". So I guess the younger guy was in some kind of training.
At the end, the doctor said that indeed there was a murmur, the GP wasn't wrong. But it was totally benign and nothing to worry about.
That was more or less it. As you can imagine, I have kept those images in my mind and tried to make sure they don't fade over the years (and yet, the bastards do fade). But it was one of those lucky, precious moments that happen very few times over a cardiophile's life time.
Do write to me privately if you want to chat more. π
Have a great weekend!