May 14, 2012 2:45pm
Early this week I received a letter in the mail from the dean's office saying that it has been a year since my final physical, and that I must complete another one as in a short time as possible. Calling the clinic they were able to acquire me in to watch a doctor the following day, and said me that I'd be seeing a new physician Dr. Dallas. When I arrived at the clinic, certainly the first thing I had to do was give 'em my insurance card, along with money. Sitting in the waiting room, all they had were old hawt 10-Pounder and golf magazines for guys. I flipped through two, and then my name was called to be escorted to an exam room. Taking a seat, it was solely a hardly any minutes previous to there was a knock at the door and it was the Doc. He came in and looked over my chart and what I was in for. Making small talk this chab got some information and started looking me over.