"You're going to feel a little pressure."

I have a physical today for my life insurance policy, and I can't help thinking about this video:



The last time I had a physical, I was still in high school. It was to get approval to go to Canada for a couple years, and I needed a doctor to say I wasn't going to die from climbing a flight of stairs. My brother-in-law's dad was a doctor, so I figured it would just be easier and faster to go to him. I gave him a call and he said he could just do the exam at his house.

It was probably the easiest physical I've ever had. Aside from a blood and urine sample, he pretty much just asked me one question. "How do you feel?"

After that, all that was left was picking up the signed paperwork at his office after the blood and urine test results came back.

Piece of cake.

After hearing the results were in, I headed over to his office to pick up my paperwork. I told the nurse at the front desk why I was there, and she asked me to have a seat. Crossing the crowded waiting room to an empty chair, I felt the entire room staring at me.

At this point, I should probably mention that my brother-in-law's dad wasn't a family physician. It turns out, he was an OB/GYN. Looking around the room, I realized everyone was either pregnant or with someone who was pregnant. I can only imagine what they must have thought of a skinny white boy sitting all alone.

I couldn't wait for the nurse to bring up my results and get out of there.

Just then, a nurse with a clipboard came through the door to announce the next patient. "Nathan? ... Nathan?"

Seriously? They were calling me back?

I stood up and made my way over to the nurse. She took me back through the maze of hallways to where the doctor was, and he handed over the papers.

To this day, I think he did it on purpose. It's what I would have done to embarrass a teenager who was entirely too worried about what other people think.

Well played, Dr.

Well played.