Next, Olimar had to go to a routine checkup at the Brawl Medical bay. He and Kirby sat in the small waiting room.
"Poyo poy..." Kirby squeaked.
Not understanding what he said, Olimar simply patted his head, "I haven't been to a doctor since before I left on my interstellar vacation... Goodness, that WAS a long time ago..."
Just then, a nurse came in holding a clipboard, and called for Olimar. Kirby tried to follow, but was told to stay in the waiting room. The nurse measured Olimar's height and weight.
"4 feet 8 inches, and 98.5 pounds. Slightly overweight." she thought out loud.
Olimar blushed slightly. How did she know that 98.5 pounds was overweight for his kind? The nurse then led him to a room where he was given a shot, then did a routine checkup. Olimar sat there paitently while the nurse got what looked like a hammer and tested his reflexes. She then wrapped a large velcro strap around his arm and checked his blood pressure.
As it got tighter, "Ooh, that feels odd..." Olimar stated.
Tighter...
"Ow..."
Tighter...
"Oh ouch..."
Tighter still...
"Owwww!"
Even tighter...
"OW! GET THIS THING OFF ME!"
Tighter!
"AAH! TAKE IT OFF! I IMPLORE YOU!"
The nurse, checked off his blood pressure as normal and released the air from the strap. Olimar, with tears of relief in his eyes, rubbed his arm and sat back down on the paper covered bed.
"I have to check your eyes and ears, but you'll have to remove your helmet."
Olimar's eyes widened, placing a hand on his helmet, "But...but I'll die..."
She shook her head, "When you joined, you were adapted to breathe the same air as everyone here."
"Are you sure...? Oxygen poisoning is an ugly death...it almost happened to my son once."
"I'm positive."
He hesitated before unlocking the safety lock on his helmet and removing it, holding his breath just in case. after a few seconds he took a small breath, and shuddered. "Oh, it isn't poison! But it's like ice in my lungs...how do you humans do it?"
"Even I'm not sure. It seems impossible, unless they somehow copied what your planet's atmosphere is like and pumped it in all indoor areas."
"Oh, I'll have to put it back on when I go outside then."
The nurse checked Olimar's eyes and ears, then washed her hands and put a plastic glove on.
"Olimar, are you afraid of sharp things..?"
Already knowing what was coming, he answered "Yes...I am...but that doesn't make a difference, does it?"
"Just hold your breath and look away. I'm just taking a quick blood sample..."
Olimar watched her pull out a rather large needle and swallowed. Only when she gripped his wrist, he realized he was shaking. "B-be gentle, I implore you..." Olimar pleaded, looking away. He felt the sharp pain of the needle in his wrist, making his ears droop, "Ah!"
"Okay, done." the nurse bandaged his wrist.
Olimar looked back at her with a concerned expression, "It will heal right?"
"Yes." she smiled, checking her list, "Next is Kirby..."
Surprised, Olimar took his attention off his wrist a moment. "Kirby?"
"Yes, his checkup has been delayed for quite a while."
Olimar chuckled, "I guess he doesn't like the doctors. I'll go get him."