The doctor then escorted me to the examination room. It was a brightly lit, white and grey tiled room. The doctor briefly looked at my chart and completed the history which I had previously provided, then instructed me to undress completely, handing me a white linen sheet. I did as instructed and sat on the edge of the examining table with the drape wrapped around my body. On the counter I spied two trays covered with drapes. I wanted, yet didn’t want, to know what lay on the trays. Being nervous, I held back from peeking, never knowing when the doctor would return.
I heard the knock and the doctor entered. He advised he would do a full exam, commencing by listening to my heart and breathing, taking blood pressure, checking temperature, reflexes, etc. I found he was much more thorough: taking my blood pressure more than once. He advised he was concerned that it was quite high, but I explained that I was tense and didn’t like going to doctors, so that might explain it. He chuckled and said “white coat syndrome, hmmh”. He asked me to lie back.
He commenced palpating my stomach, reaching under my rib cage, always concerned about my comfort. He reached a spot about my waist level where I became very ticklish, then approached my pudendum, where I did feel some discomfort as he pressed firmly into my flesh, feeling for who knows what.
The doctor then proceeded to do a breast examination, first laying down with my arms above my head, then he asked me to sit up and he carefully felt again for abnormalities. Then he did something I had not seen before. He turned off the lights and looked through my breast tissue with a very bright light which, he said, allowed him to see abnormalities in the breast tissue possibly before they would be able to be palpated. To my relief he found that all was normal.
The doctor then escorted me to the examination room. It was a brightly lit, white and grey tiled room. The doctor briefly looked at my chart and completed the history which I had previously provided, then instructed me to undress completely, handing me a white linen sheet. I did as instructed and sat on the edge of the examining table with the drape wrapped around my body. On the counter I spied two trays covered with drapes. I wanted, yet didn’t want, to know what lay on the trays. Being nervous, I held back from peeking, never knowing when the doctor would return.
I heard the knock and the doctor entered. He advised he would do a full exam, commencing by listening to my heart and breathing, taking blood pressure, checking temperature, reflexes, etc. I found he was much more thorough: taking my blood pressure more than once. He advised he was concerned that it was quite high, but I explained that I was tense and didn’t like going to doctors, so that might explain it. He chuckled and said “white coat syndrome, hmmh”. He asked me to lie back.
He commenced palpating my stomach, reaching under my rib cage, always concerned about my comfort. He reached a spot about my waist level where I became very ticklish, then approached my pudendum, where I did feel some discomfort as he pressed firmly into my flesh, feeling for who knows what.
The doctor then proceeded to do a breast examination, first laying down with my arms above my head, then he asked me to sit up and he carefully felt again for abnormalities. Then he did something I had not seen before. He turned off the lights and looked through my breast tissue with a very bright light which, he said, allowed him to see abnormalities in the breast tissue possibly before they would be able to be palpated. To my relief he found that all was normal.