There was an inaudible argument going on outside the small doctors office,and then a surprisingly short lady in scrubs, whom I assumed to be a nurse, yanked the door open and shuffed in.
"Name.", The nurse grunted as she took out a clipboard, started flipping through some papers and took out a pen.
"Uhh, Maxwell Alexander", I studdered, "Everyone just calls me Max though"
"Uh huh", She said unintrigued" What's your age?"
I wasn't paying attention.
"Maxwell!"
"Huh? Oh, 15", I tended to lose my train of thought sometimes.
"Alright, height and weight?"
"5 feet 9 inches", Pretty normal for someone my age."and 150 pounds", Also pretty average.
"Kay, eye and hair color?"
What? Can't she just look and see my eyes and hair?
"Um both brown...?", I said kind of confused
"Reason"
"What?"
"The reason why you are here?", She said like I was stupid.
"Just a regular check up.", My dad forced me to go every month, I had no idea why but I did it anyways.
"Alright now that we finally (emphasis on finally) got that done we can start the physical exam, please sit on the table and remove your shirt", She gestured towards the table.
I did as instructed and sat there akwardly as she pulled out some equipment.
"Alright lets see...", She stared at my right bicep like she was looking the weirdest thing in the world, then I relized what she was staring at.
"Oh that that's just a weird birthmark I have", She was staring at this light yellow ring on my arm, although it was weird I never payed much attention to it. "Ooookaay", She said unconvinced "let's just get this over with"
We continued the check up as normal and, evenually it was over and I could finally leave. After the visit I met up with my friend and we walked home together.