It's Just An Exam, Relax, Love

It started off all well and good, even when Dr. Jameson request informed Morgyn. "Okay, head to toe, or at least as far as I can go with you today. So, I am just doing some basic checks. If it all gets too much for you, just let me know, and we can stop, and I can continue on when I do a house call in a day or 2. Got any questions or concerns, don't hesitate to ask. Since you are a new patient of mine, and until I do get access to your file, and we can go over it together, I will need at least some basic information about you, to at least put that down in your charts for later on. So I just need to ask a few simple, easy questions," the doctor took the clipboard and a pen and writes something down, "like how you spell your name?"

"Morgyn, M-o-r-g-y-n, Ember is how it is spelled."

"Okay, good thing I asked that one. I would have got it all wrong. It's a different spelling, but I really like it."

"Me too. Suppose you want to know my age, as well?"

"Yes, that too, and your date of birth, and sex. Please be honest about all that. No need to be shy or embarrassed, nothing I haven't heard before."

Smartly and truthfully replied, "Still a virgin. As for the other December 8th, 2001, that means, I'm only 19 years old. I'm a Sagittarius with Taurus rising if you need to know that as well."

Smiling and chuckling because of the answers he got, wrote that down for the sake of putting that down for charting. "Good for you, not many teenagers make it that far, as they tend to give in to their desires for WhooHoo."

"I have no interest in having WhooHoo. When and if I do, I will be making it, not, having it. A big difference in that."

"Smart, and so very true, and so is abstinence, it is also a good thing. You can get pretty sick if you have many partners or lovers. But I do need your biological sex or at least the one that is on your Birth Certificate, and or if you had a sex change, or hormone replacement therapy, anything like that, I need to know that. Or do you care not to answer that one? You don't have to, but to know how to help you better, it's advisable to tell me, no need to be shy or embarrassed about that. Whatever you do say stays here. It's just if you had a sex change, there may be complications to look out for. In males, there are some concerns, which obviously never show in females. The same goes for females, as there are somethings to be concerned or take note of, that will never ever be a concern with males. I mean no offense, but I can't tell, even with the dress on. You seem and do sound slightly masculine but yet still feminine; it's the androgynous face, and yes, the make-up."

"I get that a lot. Well…I can't answer that question, as to what sex I am."

"You don't want to? Or do you have gender dysphoria, so it's painful to talk about?"

"No, I just really don't know. I wanted to know that my whole life, and it's why I came here; namely, it is to get those straight answers, and to get my medical files." Morgyn pauses and sighs out, wanting to give the doctor an answer. "I'll tell you what, here's my answer to that. If you can find me my Birth Certificate, that will be your answer to my sex, and mine. So would you please come and let me know that when you do get access to it and find out what sex I am? You cut me the deal, and I do promise I will stick to it, and I will call for an ambulance if I need to, if I do use an EpiPen. I'll even come back here in a week or two if you want me to if you can get me or got my medical files. Not unless you're doctoring is the only one who can actually magically figure that one out for me, without getting to my medical files. Because so far, no one and no doctor has ever been able to tell me that or what this condition is I have, or at least volunteer up that information to my parents or me. But to make it easier on you, my Birth Certificate, it's in my or my parent's medical file folder, after it got lost. So have fun finding it for me."

"W-what?" So with that comment, it seems that it was indeed what the doctor had suspected it is, the 'medical condition' Morgyn has, namely as to what Morgyn's gender or rather sex is. Therefore if it is, that, then, his first one, and an interesting one at that. With that knowledge, he also knew he had to be extra sensitive and respectful with Morgyn's body, especially if something had been done to them, that should not have been done. "So how do you know it's in your medical file, sweetie?"

"It was lost considering what happened here when I was a newborn. But I do now know that it's either in my medical file or records or maybe my mom's file, possibly my dad's. Now all the more reasons why I must get my medical file to retrieve my Birth Certificate. I want to know what is on that line that says 'sex' too. Along with you and my parents."

"How do you know this, that it is in your medical file or possibly your parents, you know this how exactly, love?"

"Know how you said I kind of died for a few seconds or at least stopped breathing?"

"Sure…oh, did you die?"

"I might have, or had an out-of-body experience, or I simply learned how to astral project. It was something I had wanted to learn how to do. I do believe in God quite strongly, and I was guided by the Holy Spirit through the portals of time, and I saw my past. I saw myself being born, and well, the things my parents told me about my birth were all true. To top it all off, I learned some things I know I was never told. Like how my doula is, was, my Sage friend's mother, Simeon's mother, Mona Silversweater."

"I recognize that name because I read of her work here that she has done in this very hospital delivering babies and how she exposed a few cruel practices like…oh my…I get it all now, now it all makes sense why you want your file. Oh no," writing something down, "oh, I'm so, so, sorry, if that happened to you. That has got to stop. Not only is it totally unethical, but it is also quite unnecessary. Ohh, it could also be the very reason or another reason for the block on your file." Yes, he was nearly 100% sure of it now, of the medical condition Morgyn has. As to what type it was, most undoubtedly unknown, and Morgyn would get a referral to the specialist to find that out, depending on the type it is, or types, as such, unless Morgyn was going to open up to answer some questions and or show him. But regardless, in the end, they would be seeing the specialist.

"Because when I saw the vision, she found my partly made out Birth Certificate, the one my mother had dropped when she ran out with a dummy pillow decoy when my father had me. She had tripped and fell and dropped it, and took off running. It was partly Mona's doing with her magically tripping the doctor, but as he went down, he grabbed mom to take her down with him, probably to stop mom and getting to me. Which thankfully, I wasn't there, as I said, a pillow dummy. Anyhow Mona dealt with him magically, and then she later found it and prayed over it, literally. She was told what my sex is, and she filled it all in, and then when it arrived in the mail a few days later or however long that takes, she took it here. I saw where she put it, and I believe she put it in my medical file. But I am uncertain. Maybe she put it in my mom's medical file, I think that's actually more likely, or maybe my dad's perhaps. Either way, I need it and should have it."

"I'm not so sure, but maybe I can get it, possibly today or tomorrow, or at least in a few days if it is just to look for that one thing. Do you know exactly where it is in the file?"

"Yes, I saw it was placed in the folder flap pocket, you know some file folders have, I think in the front unless it was in the back one, but it will be in the pocket part of the file folder."

"All right, I'll see what I can do. If it is in your mother's or your father's file, however, she and or he should be able to get at least the request part of the permission needed to retrieve it. It shouldn't take more than a few days to a week or so, especially if it is just to retrieve something like that."

Morgyn scoffs, "I doubt that very much. It could be 6 months or more, just to get that, let alone find out what I want to know."

"Why do you say that, love?"

"Because that nasty receptionist wouldn't let me. So if she won't let me, what chances do my parents have then?"

"For starters, you do have a block on your file, sweetie; I'll assume your parents don't."

"Won't it take a lot of time to still get it, though? We had troubles in the past when my parents asked for my files, it took over a year; it might have been faster if I wanted to go to the hospital with them. But my allergy, and fear, and still they said they got no real information from it."

"If that is the truth, it's inexcusable, and I also highly suspect there might be some covering up involved, especially due to your condition. It might, it might not be the case. But it is for sure it is legal grounds for an investigation, on this, to see if there have been some sorts of covering up or worse any alterations to your medical files. Tisk, anyone involved in that, if that is the case, is going to be in huge trouble."

"Not just fired?"

"I'm talking jail time, for many years. But right now or after I finish with the exams, it might be the best time to get a start on getting access to your medical file. As well as start that investigation. It will be a lot easier to do that now today."

"Why?"

"Well, I do know some of the medical records the physical ones are stored here; others are stored in some storage lock facility that's out-of-town, but all files are also filed digitally as well. But because of what happened to you, there might not be a receptionist there right now to stop anyone, namely me, from getting access, with good reason. Don't worry; it's not anything illegal that I will attempt to do. At the very least, put in the request to have your parent's files, with their permission, of course, retrieved. But I do now have, with what you just informed me about, good reason, to get the block on your file not only dropped on top of an investigation to find out if there have been changes to your medical files. As for now or most of today, no one is there to stop such a request being made. In other words, the receptionist is going to be fired. I know that for a fact because she blew it big time with you."

"Good, she deserves it then. I felt like she was judging me the moment I came in and started speaking to her. Probably because of the way I was dressed and what my voice sounds like. I know she was lying to me as well, I just knew it, so I did not tell her what she wanted to know."

"She shouldn't be doing that, period. She should know better regardless, not to judge anyone by what they are wearing. It's not just that though, love, it's what the receptionist did to you. She, in fact, committed a crime, actually from what I heard while you were resting when I was speaking with the Chief of Staff, over what had happened and reviewing the security tapes, two, but one for sure. She should not have asked why you wanted your files as that's an invasion of your privacy, and it's against HIPAA. That's grounds alone for possible firing or at least a stiff reprimanding and penalties. But I do know for sure what she did after was thee worst thing that any receptionist could have done, that could or would get any receptionist in a medical facility, fired. She nearly killed you, namely by refusing to call a code blue and or for a crash cart. When a body hits the floor, it doesn't matter at that point if it is drug-seeking behavior, or not. The doctor and a code blue and or a crash cart gets called, no matter what. Yes, we all have to be wary of that, as some people do come in here trying to score some drugs because, hey, it works. But no matter if it is drug-seeking behavior, or not, and in her opinion not for narcotics, but the information that you 'knowingly' knew was not available to you. But drug-seeking behavior or not, it matters not at a certain point; that you had gotten to. Whenever a body hits the floor, especially in a situation like this one, immediately, faking it or not, action needs to be taken. Because, in your case, you were not faking it. Yes, you sure can fake a fainting episode, but you sure can't fake a low blood pressure drop, nor can you fake what you went through. You nearly died, love, and she still refused to call for help. As the other man went for help, the receptionist still didn't even call for a crash cart or code blue, which is when someone stops or has difficulty breathing, which you had, nor got up and check if you had a pulse. That, at the very least, could, or rather, should have been done. But she didn't, and she still didn't take it seriously until after I screamed at her to call for that, because you were nearly dying and couldn't breathe easily anymore. What she did by neglecting or refusing to do that almost cost you your life. It most certainly has cost her, her job for sure, though. I sincerely suggest you press charges, because the police have been alerted and will be involved in this, and will want to know that, and what happened to you. I am sure this can be considered as some sort of manslaughter or murder type of charge. If I'm not mistaken second-degree murder. Because what she did by deliberately neglecting to call code blue or a crash cart, is reckless conduct to be considered as murder in the second degree. What she did was very grave."

"Is it that serious what she did to me by not doing that calling code blue?! She committed second-degree murder?!"

"Yes, it is that serious, Morgyn, it really is." Dr. Jameson hugged Morgyn tightly. Staying like that until he could sense Morgyn was a lot calmer. "I'm just as shaken up about it as you are. I'm just glad that I got to you in time and was able to help you and save your life. It's the part of my job I love, the most, saving lives."

"Most exciting and best part of the job for sure. Not to take lightly."

"Speaking of lightly. As well as to get your mind off this more and to hopefully change the subject. I need to get your weight and your height. But as for what you really wanted to know, I do know that you…"

To the doctor's spirit, the doctor heard God's Voice, strictly stopping him and telling him why. "No, son, stop! Now is not the right time to tell Morgyn that. I have a plan for Morgyn and Morgyn's parents, but knowing that information right now will stop it all, and all of my blessings for them. It will also hurt an innocent victim in the process that needs rescuing and saving. Yes, Morgyn will find that all out quite soon, in Earth time, but right now is not the right time to tell them that what you do know. You will also not be the one to tell them that. Only inform them what you know to help them out, at a later time, when they ask you about it."

"You're wow, hmm." That was for the best too then from a medical standpoint as well. After all, the allergy needed to be sorted out, before it was 'safe' to let Morgyn see the specialist to sort them out to diagnose them and the type/s. Though quite knowledgeable about this, he was still no expert at all and knew when to call for a specialist. He knew what his weaknesses were, being a doctor. As such, for him, it was allergies, was one, namely his weak point in diagnosis to figure out what allergies are what, and also, some allergies were tricky anyhow to diagnose. But as to this medical condition that Morgyn has, yes; he was knowledgeable enough of the well-known ones, to possibly diagnose them, especially with a few other tests as well. But obviously, God made it clear that He didn't want Morgyn to know yet, and therefore the doctor would not dare mention it to Morgyn nor their parents.

Morgyn speedily realized it, he knew! When he had abruptly stopped like that, something was up. He might have realized and then decided not to say what he suspected or probably did know. "Wait, what were you about to say…?" It clicked, and with a smile. "…You know, don't you? You know what I am, don't you!? What am I, what's my condition, you do know it, don't you, right? You were about to tell me, weren't you? What am I? What's my medical condition, do you know it or not? Say something! Don't you dare be like the others, you tell me, what am I, my medical condition, what is it?! Even if it is bad, even if you think it is wrong, or you're not sure, please, just tell me, please, I need to know, I need those answers!" Morgyn was visibly getting upset and starting to tear up.

"Um…" Giving pause, just to make sure to pray-ask if this was all right to say or not. "Yes, no, and no from a different source, thee source," and pointed up." Morgyn gave a questioning look. "You said you believe in God right, thee source stopped me, and He told me something. …. It's all right to tell you this, so you are not in the dark as to my answer. So I have to ask you this. Do you want to be blessed by God? As well as your parents?"

"Sure, of course, yes!"

"Then you will have to wait. Sometimes when you pray for something, the answer is, yes, sometimes the answer is, no, but oftentimes, it's, wait. But from what I heard, it's a short wait, Earth time. So keep on seeking and knocking on those doors, Morgyn, you will find out, what you are, what your condition is, or is called."

"But, you know what my condition is?"

"Yes, I'm nearly 100% sure it is what I had suspected it was. But truthfully, I also don't know what exactly it is." Morgyn looked puzzled at that statement. "It's not just what God said to me, there are also two parts to the whole equation here."

"Such as…what?"

"Um, tell me if this is wrong or just a stereotype. Witches, warlocks, Spellcasters, they have an affinity for felines, cats, right, or is that just a myth, or stereotype?"

"I'd say that's pretty much true. Most of us do have familiars, sometimes several. I do have an owl familiar, and some familiars, yes, they can be cats. I don't have the trait, but it's true, a lot of us Spellcasters probably do prefer or love cats over dogs. I'm sure some do like dogs, but me, never, I loathe them. When I was just a little kid; I saw some neighbor kid, across the street; get attacked by a dog…out of nowhere! She was playing with her mom and dad on the front lawn, minding her own business, and it attacked her for no reason. So I will never ever trust any dog; they are all evil as far as I am concerned. So if I ever do see one coming at me, barking, snarling, or growling, and I'm alone, or even if I'm not, and I feel threatened," opening up their hand to gesture it while whispering it, "poof, Inferniate, no questions asked. Pitbull, uh-uhh, don't get me started on those; I would kill it on sight with my magic. No matter who might be watching me do it. Come to find out that it was a Pitbull that attacked and hurt that little girl. Thankfully it was shot and killed by the police. I will never trust any dog. She could have been my friend, but nope. I don't know if she died or if the family moved or what, but I never saw her again, and it was all because of the vile dog."

Nodding, "I know, I get it, most little kids do wind up dead or die from those injuries, as well as the elderly, are the chosen victims of dog attacks. But as for the other, I don't blame you one little bit, and it would be; magic or not, self-defense at that point anyhow. If a dog is off-leash, whether it is roaming around, slipped its leash, or worse, the owner is letting it walk off-leash, and it is coming at you, especially growling and snarling. You have every right, not only to defend yourself, in any way you can, against what you perceive as a possible attack, and yes, killing it as well, if you can. It will also, in most to all cases, be the owner or owners who are found at fault and guilty for not controlling their pet. I have had a few dog bite cases come through here, and believe me, it is not a pretty picture. You're in good company with me; I hate them too, especially for that very reason, plus the unhygienic part. So as for your medical condition, here is my explanation to you, without telling you what it is. I'm sure you have done some math, right, that involves equations and unknowns, right?"

"Oh yeah."

"Let's just say your medical condition is called, 'cat,' it's not that by the way. Now, what does cat mean to you?"

"Hmm, a pet, a companion, a familiar, um, a lot of things. It can be wild, or domesticated, big wild cats, like lions, tigers, um, cheetahs. Also, the sex, the breed type, if it is purebred, or a mix, the colors, and markings."

"Exactly. We call that an umbrella term, as it encompasses a lot of things to consider making a proper diagnosis. Your condition, 'cat,' has many types and conditions and unknowns in its umbrella term. I know you are a 'cat,' but I don't know what, let's say, type of 'cat' or 'breed' you are. That part of the equation or diagnosis is unknown. I do know it used to be around 25 known types, and now that it is more widely known about, the number has increased to approximately 40."

"Oh, wow."

"Yeah, so it is even possible you could be a new type or breed of 'cat.'"

"Um, am I going to be okay though," Morgyn askes a bit upset. "What happens when I do find out, will it be bad?"

"Yes, you will be fine, Morgyn, many people with what you have, have gone on to live perfectly healthy normal lives like any of the rest of us. Yes, there are usually concerns depending on what type you have, but it's usually down the road, but that's much later on in life. You're still young, so don't worry. Most times, it's just typical or no health concerns. It's also why it is a good idea to have a health checkup about once a year like I'm giving to you, so I can spot any concerns before it does get problematic for you."

"Okay, that's reassuring."

"As for the other, the saying, the truth hurts, is true. Sure it might hurt a bit when you do find out, especially everything that might go with it, it will be painful, but the relief when you do know will feel great. Like breaking or having a broken leg or arm, and it's obvious that is what it is because you can see that the bone is out of place. But that bone needs to be set, back into place. Maybe you have seen it perhaps on a medical drama where the doctor pulls on the arm or leg to set it in place. That part is true. Sure you will maybe scream out in pain, but the relief feels good even if it is painful, it's a good pain or good hurt. It's something you know you want, or know you need, but the shock is also there and some pain, but after it is over with, the relief and yes, the joy comes."

"I heard birth is like that too, so painful, but the relief once the baby is out, and the joy you feel finally having your baby is like nothing else."

"Yes, and it can go the same way as adoption. Adoption can be just as painful, in its own way, but when you do have your adopted child in your arms, the relief, it's over now, and the joy that comes with it. It's like nothing else, just like a natural birth is."

"If I do have health concerns with my condition, you will tell me if I have any, right?"

"Yes, of course. It's part of my job."

"Promise it?" Holding out a pinky.

"Ha, ha, ha, yes, I pinky swear and promise it, I will tell you. As for the condition, when you do discover it, then I will tell you what I know, and what I can't, I will then refer you to someone who can help you out with that, and any questions or concerns you might have, that I'm unable to answer."

"Can you maybe diagnose it, my 'breed type' though?"

"Maybe. But I would refer you to go see the specialist to be properly diagnosed by him unless it is obvious what type of 'cat' you are." Morgyn looked disappointed in that answer. "It's nothing personal, Morgyn, we doctors are humans, and we all have our strengths and weaknesses, just like I'm sure you have. My weakness is allergies; I'm getting better and improving. Still, I have no idea what type of allergy you have offhand just by looking at the rash you have. I do have a few suspects, but normally I would have, after treating you, gotten the allergist, a specialist, in here to diagnose you. He might have figured that out right away while you were resting or after you awoke and asking you a few questions, then I would have learned from him and improved. Some doctors are terrible at math, and let me tell you, that is not a good thing, at all, but otherwise, they are a fantastic doctor. They just need a little help with the right dosages and maybe writing out prescriptions and will get another doctor to write them out or tell them, this is the dosage. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, and speaking of prescriptions, a lot of us doctors do have poor penmanship. Me, I can, as you know, know exactly what an allergic reaction looks like, even before it starts, I know the signs and at times, sense it, before it goes into a worst-case scenario, I have natural medical instincts I do rely on. As for diagnosing, it, poor there. But guess what, that's not so bad, treating an allergic reaction and catching it before it gets bad is better than knowing what's triggering it. Unless it is obvious."

"I suppose it is."

"I'll get this IV out of you while I explain. Specialists are usually experts, say like your job as a Sage, your expertise is Untamed Magic. There are many types of medical specialists. Some are head and brain, allergists, eye doctors, gynecologists, plastic surgeons, sleep specialists, and one specialist all surgeons need, the anesthesiologist, just to name a few, specialists. So me sending you off to the specialist you need to see is no different than what I would do if a construction worker, and I have had a few come in with nails through their hand or foot." Morgyn grimaces and not just because they were getting there IV slowly and gently removed. "So guess what specialist they will go see after I do see them? Depending on where the nail had punctured them, the hand or foot specialist, because they are the ones who are qualified to remove the nail safely, in such a situation. I, as a General Practitioner and Family Doctor, can only do so much. I'm going to be doing the basic checks like blood pressure taking their temperature. All depending on how they got here, if by ambulance, most likely will have this done, if not, I might have to set up an IV line and do some pain management. By the way, not all doctors are good with doing IVs they are terrible at it or don't know how to do it right or are worried scared they may cause their patient more harm putting it in and might cause them to bleed excessively, so they hand it off to a nurse to do it. I've never really had much of a problem with that after the third or fourth time putting one in; you build up your confidence after that. So in a situation where a nail or something is in someone's foot or hand… Oh, and by the way, if anything does ever get lodged into you, whatever it is, do not take it out yourself unless it's superficially deep, like say a splinter, because that's what's keeping you from bleeding out. Anyhow, I can clean up the hand or foot and see maybe if I can spot it if anything is broken, have X-Rays taken if needed, and most certainly unless it was recent, give them a Tetanus shot. While an ambulance is being called, I will for sure be getting a blood and urine sample from them, and have that tested and the results of those tests, ready for the specialist."

"Blood and urine sample, what for?"

"Well, I do want them to empty out before they leave, and might as well get the urine tested to see if there is an infection setting in or not, which might compromise them going in for surgery. This might also alert me to alert the specialist that I might or will have to put the patient on antibiotics, or they should be put on antibiotics. The blood sample is likewise, but most importantly, it is needed to find out their blood type before surgery is done, if not known. It makes the specialist's job a bit easier if that is already known. After all, the specialist will have to remove it, the nail or whatever-have-you. So there will be a lot of bleeding and, most likely, will always require a blood transfusion. So why use up universal blood which is O negative, when we can know what type of blood to use if it is needed. A blood transfusion may also be needed while they are being transported by ambulance."

"Makes sense to me. Hey um, with my condition, can I donate blood or not?"

"I don't see why not unless you are sick or have a disease, you should be able to donate. Your condition is just a disorder; it doesn't affect blood donations if that is something you would like to do. The only thing that might disqualify you is your allergy, maybe. If it is the one I think it is, you just have to come in with your EpiPen and maybe phone ahead, let them know. I uh…"

"Yeah, same, I have no idea what my blood type is, though, if I do decide to donate."

"It's a simple test. When Red Cross does a blood drive, they can test you there. Tell you what; I would like to get a few blood tests done on you, so if you can handle that, I can get that tested. I'm going to need to order up a blood allergy test for you anyhow. It's the safest way to find out what you are allergic to."

"Um, I think I'd rather not. See, every time I have had my blood drawn, I get my allergic reaction, so no can do. Like to, but…not a good idea."

"All right, you don't have to, but I strongly suggest you reconsider, at least the blood allergy test be done; otherwise, you will have to wait until the allergist gets back. Then he might wind up doing the blood test anyhow. This just cuts the unnecessary hassle for later on, since I would personally be doing that here, a doctor you know and are comfortable with, while we have the sterile room available to do that."

"Um, can I get back to you on that one? I might change my mind later. See how well I fair and tolerate these exams first."

"Sure, of course. So stand up. After you will lie down on the bed, then back to sitting. Morgyn nodded and did as asked and stood up from sitting. "So, the easy parts, get your shoes off, I'm going to get your height and weight, for your chart and your records, and then on to the other health check tests. Whatever you can handle and will let me do. So I will need some basic information on you to start things off."

"Ah, least intrusive to the most intrusive?"

"Smart, love, that's exactly it," he winks and leads the way to the scale to get Morgyn's weight.

"How much do I weigh? Might need to take at least a pound or two off for the dress and my underwear."

"Almost 180, 177, 3 lbs. short, want me to round up, make it an even 180?"

Chuckling, "No round down, always round down, I'm 175, have to take a few off for my clothes plus, after all, to get my proper weight."

"Well, if you want your true weight, you have to do it in the buff then."

"Not a chance!"

"In the morning, after doing your morning constitutional, preferably after evacuating from both ends, of course, in the buff." Morgyn shakes their head with a funny nose crinkling smile, as the doctor grins with a wink.

"Still not going to happen. Any exams you have to do will be done, with, my clothes on, thank you very much. Unless I say so otherwise. Uh, you wrote down 176?"

"Took 1 lb. off for the clothes, I doubt that dress and your underwear and anything else that you might have on, weighs that much. I was overly generous in docking that 1 lb. off." Morgyn pulled their sleeve up and took off their bracelet and rings and lost 1 extra lb. from just that. "Well, what do you know; you are 175, after all, okay. How could…is that solid gold?"

"Yeah, inherited it from my deceased grandma, she gave it to me, she knew I liked her jewelry and would often ask to wear it. So she gave it to me as part of my inheritance. It's very sentimental to me. More so than any price I might ever dare get for it."

"I'll bet. So let's get your height, and then we can start on more of the physical parts of your exams." Waiting for Morgyn to get the bracelet fetter and rings back on, walked over to the height wall ruler. Morgyn stood straight up without tippy toes cheating. "You are…5.9 almost 6."

"Aw darn. Is it possible I can grow taller still and hit 6?"

"It depends; when you started puberty and if your bones have fused, but some men and women do continue to grow, up until their mid-20's, so maybe."

"My dad's tall, so I was wondering if I might get as tall as he is."

"Could happen. Let's start with your ears."

"I hear ya," Morgyn tries to joke.

"Well, that's what I want to hear," the doctor jokes right back. So far, so good, Morgyn was as relaxed, well, as well as they could get, which was good. Though they still looked uncomfortable and nervous. "This is an otoscope; I'm going to have a look in your ears with it."

"For earwax?"

"Well, that too. I'm looking for signs of infection and if you have compact ear wax that might need to be dealt with." The doctor had a good long look. "Everything is well and good in there." He checked the other ear. "Same for that one. I'm going to give you a hearing test, tell me when you can't hear this," lightly flicking his fingers. Slowly going away, it was a bit of distance from both ears; in fact, when Morgyn spoke up.

"Now, I can't hear it." Then the other one. "Now, I don't hear it."

"Wow, you have really great hearing."

"I know."

Now with a penlight flashlight, "Okay, now this is for the windows to the soul, your eyes. You have green eyes I thought they were hazel green, no, green-green. Huh, had I not known you were one and or had not been turned into a Spellcaster by you. I might have made the joke about back in the medieval days they would say anyone who has green eyes are witches or warlocks."

"Oh, that explains it! Ha, ha, ha, ha, maybe there is some truth to that, who knows."

"Um, do you have contacts in?"

"Yes, I'm nearsighted. Do you need me to take them out?"

"Not for this, unless it interferes. I was going to ask you what sort of eye problem you have, but you answered that for me. Okay, nearsightedness, I'll put that down. How long have you had that?"

"Since before I grew up into a child, just a few months before my 4th birthday, I had started not seeing things close up easily. I see things in the distance however really, really, well, I'm told, better than 20 20 I think it's 20 10 I have for distance. These just correct the close-up sight problems I have. I also have regular glasses I usually wear at night for reading, and to give my eyes a break from the contacts. I might need to get new glasses, though."

"Okay, perfect. You need new ones? So does that mean there are changes with your eyesight, is it getting better or worse?"

"As I said, if anything, my distance sight has gotten better, but as for the nearsightedness, it has not changed any. I need new ones because the ones I have now I've had for years. They really don't look good on me anymore. You know, some glasses look really good on some, others ewww, not so good. Had them since I was a preteen, it's high time I get at least new rims or something."

"That's good. Now you're probably not going to like this too much, but I'm going to shine this light in your eyes and check for proper reflexes. As well as other eye problems, I can see," he puns. He checked one eye then checked the other eye, and then he checked both eyes. There was no redness no yellowness all was clear there. Morgyn's eye dilation and reflexes were spot on. "With just your eyes, look up, now look down, look left, and now look right. Perfect. Your eyes are healthy. I would have liked to check your nose and mouth, but with you needing that mask on, I can do that later on during the house call so…"

"You can do it now. I think I'll be all right if I take it off for a bit. I'll be able to tell, and I'm sure you'll know if I can't breathe right or start having an attack."

"I will. All right, so nose or mouth?"

"Nose then, mouth." So with that said, the doctor grabbed the things he needed. "So, uh, aside from how many boogers I might have up there, you can really check if I'm healthy just by looking up my nose? As well as in my mouth? I have never had any of this done ever before. This is new to me. Oh, uh, my temperature?"

"I'll bet it is. I have to check that too. So open up, under your tongue, don't try to talk. Well, it might be new to you, but it's also what doctors did years ago and still do to this day. It's almost funny with all this knowledge and new technology that the good old practices from years past still are nearly the same and usually the first go-to for checking for health. I see no problems up there. Good. Same with the other nostril. And let's see, normal temperature, great. Now I need you to close your eyes and no peeking."

"I'll even indulge you and cover them for you. Do something I don't like, though, and I might Inferniate you or something." Morgyn was nervous, though, hence the threat, as they felt vulnerable doing this because who knows what this doctor may do. Trust was building up, but it does take time, after all of their bad experiences. But so far has been okay with the 'basic' invasions, but was slightly shaking and whimpering. Wondering what the doctor was up to. There were some sounds of shuffling and some liquid sloshed. Not knowing what that was, was making their irrational worries and fear creep up. But there was no real need for it, their new doctor only had their best interests and intentions for them after all, and part of that was knowing some important things he did not know. Hence the test.

"Relax, love, it's just an exam. I can ask, but I don't want you to lie about it. I must know the truth about this. It's important to know, for sure. What do you think this is?" Waving it in front of Morgyn's nose.

"Oh gee, it's rubbing alcohol; why, what for, did I hurt…?"

"Not a thing. You can open your eyes now. That was all I wanted to know," holding up the alcohol-soaked cotton ball and Morgyn looked over to the counter and spotted the small container of rubbing alcohol on the counter. It all quickly became clear what all those sounds were and was told why the purpose of needing to have their eyes covered and or closed as the doctor simply stated. "I wanted to know if you had a sense of smell. That's what I was testing for."

"Yes, I do, in fact. So you mean some people don't?"

"Unfortunately, yes. Because you are a new patient of mine, I need to know that. A loss of or born with little or no sense of smell can point to a lot of things. Got the good old Popsicle stick, the good old, open up, and say 'ahhhh,' for me."

"Ahhhh, ugh, uhh," Morgyn gags as soon as it goes in, for a good reason it seems.

"Sorry, I did that on purpose, I admit, because I was also checking for that as well to make sure you do have the gag reflex." Morgyn gives the doctor a funny, half miffed look, and with it tells him you had better not do that again to me, or I might burn your ass next time. Or at least that oversized Popsicle stick! "I'll be in trouble with you if I do that again," Morgyn still looking a bit miffed nods. "All right, it was just the one time to check for that. But I do need to check your tongue and throat, and the rest of your mouth with this, so let's try it again."

"You could have warned me you were going to do that. Ahhhh."

"Now what fun would that be if I warned you ahead of time? I needed to check your reflex, not have you gag on the spot before I even get this in your mouth." Dr. Jameson has a good look with the flashlight inside Morgyn's mouth looking at their tonsils, the sides of Morgyn's mouth, their gums and Morgyn's tongue color, and everything he needs to look at. "Your mouth is healthy too, so that means many of your other body parts, and organs, are healthy too. Despite you not seeing a doctor for a long time, you are quite a healthy specimen, I must say. Let's keep up the good work. Just going to give your neck a feel around, check for things. Just a sec," filling up that cup from earlier with some water. "You'll need this shortly." Morgyn takes it as the doctor feels around their neck area with his fingers, and under Morgyn's ears. "I'm checking your lymph nodes, as they can tell me a lot, like if you are fighting off an infection as they swell or get bigger if you are sick. I'm also checking your thyroid as well. Now I'll need you to swallow some water. It's easier than getting some spit, or dry swallowing." As Morgyn was doing that, the doctor was feeling for Morgyn's swallow. "One more time. Good, now you're just going to down it, huh. Everything is looking and feeling good there as well. I'm just going to put my hands on your shoulders for resistance and now shrug your shoulders, again, good."

Almost shyly, mostly out of nervousness. The doctor-patient trust was building up now, but some concerns did creep in with the newness. "What's next?"

"Listening to your heart."

"There's nothing else you can do."

"Oh, there are lots I can do if you are up for it."

"It's a line of a song lyric, Listen to Your Heart."

It clicks, now remembering hearing it a time or two on the radio, but being a doctor hardly gets the chance to listen to music in his work. Also, he preferred Classical music over most other genres anyhow. "Oh, okay yeah, I have heard that song. Okay, let's have a listen. A little fast, but I know you are a little scared and nervous, but other than that very healthy-sounding." He listens in a few other spots for the different sounds of Morgyn's heartbeat. "A few deep breaths good, good. All right now, you can maybe relax because you need to lay down for this part."

"What about that turn your head and cough thing? Don't you have to do that as well?"

"Uh, ha, ha, ha, well, I'll be flat out real to you, due to your condition, um, you might not have what I'm checking for, and, even if you do have it, and I did that check for that. I am concerned for my wellbeing that you probably would hit me with Inferniate or anything else your magical hands might care to hit me with, including your fist."

"Oh. Okay. That's concise. For an answer. Carry on then."

"Let's see your hands. Just pressing on your fingernails, see if it refills color, yes, good. I'll need you to lie on down, but in a little bit, for checking on your tummy, I need to check something first while you're standing up, almost forgot. Since I did give you CPR, namely those chest compressions, I really need to check on if I broke or fractured any ribs or maybe bruised them. See if you need an X-Ray or not. I'm possibly not going to get a yes for this, but at least have a visual look at your chest area for any signs of fractures breaks or bruising."

"What?! You…what?!" Morgyn then realizes. "It's okay, I forgive you if that happened, and I'm so grateful to you for doing that to or for me. I much rather have a few broken, cracked, and or bruised ribs over being dead. Do you think you did break them?"

"Maybe, but I didn't hear anything being broken while doing chest compressions on you, but these things happen, the break could be in a different place. Ribs heal up fast on their own. Visual look, okay, unless you say it's okay, to check with my hands."

"Um, just turn around for a bit, nothing too unusual about the top half, just a little shy, with showing off my body like this. Even though it is just the top half, I still have had nothing but bad experiences with those 2 to 5 minute physical exams."

"Understandable" and turns away and hums a bit.

"I was very overprotective over my body until I found out why. It was the allergy, and being touched down there to figure me out as a baby and the allergy triggering."

Sucking air through his teeth, wincing, "Oooh, I can imagine that would be horrendous and the pain, no doubt to such a sensitive region. Especially as a baby's skin is highly sensitive after all. If you don't want me touching you, I completely understand."

"I have been healed of that now it's just normal protectiveness of my body I should have. Still um, got a towel, or something, to cover up with a bit, for privacy reasons?"

"Oh yes, absolutely, of course," finding something in one of the cupboards. "It's a bedsheet blanket, but it should do the job nicely for privacy. Oh, just so you know, for reference, if you are worried about me or any other medical professional, seeing you in your underwear. We don't care. You could be naked, and we would not care. Though if you were nude or at least on the bottom half, it might make diagnosing your 'cat' type easier. Just something to think about for later. There will come a time when I, we, or just the specialist, will have to look down there and diagnose."

"Leave that for when I do find out what I am. I don't want to lose our blessings. I have a God-feeling if you saw that that might happen. Okay, you can look."

"Little bit of redness and slight bruising. Stethoscope okay? I want to listen to your lungs again and for any sounds of fractures."

"Yup, that's fine."

"Take a few deep breaths from your diaphragm if you can. Let me know if it hurts or if there is any pain or discomfort as you breathe deeply. Or as deeply as you can." Dr. Jameson was not only looking and observing carefully but was listening for any sort of labored breathing. "Seems I didn't, but uh. May I touch and feel around?"

"Where you did the chest compressions?" The doctor nods. "Sure."

"Let me know if anything hurts and how bad, from 0 to 10, 10 being the worst pain in my life."

"It's a bit of pain 1 to 2 I've felt way worse; those times I get weird pains every few weeks."

"Weird pains, where and how often?"

"I dunno about every 2-ish months, sometimes less, sometimes more. I don't really keep track. Just when it happens, I drink a lot of tea, and if it's bad, I have some aspirin, it goes away in a couple days. It's not a big deal to me."

"Hmm. Okay," writing a note for himself and or the specialist for later. 'Check for imperforate inner membranes and or skin, when the patient is more comfortable and trusting for a tactile inspection, and after confirmation of allergy/s.'

"What are you writing down?"

"Note for myself and the specialist to check on at a later time. Trust takes some time, so I will take as long as you need; to get that rapport going between us. Where's the pain when you get your weird pains?"

"In my hips, back, and about here," rubbing around just slightly lower of their navel.

"Huh odd, hmm. I'll check that out along with other things. Lie on down."

"Sure thing," Morgyn lies down on the medical examination bed. He then starts listening with the stethoscope for digestive sounds.

"When did you have something to eat last?"

"Um, 2 almost 3 hours ago. I was out for about 2 hours? I had just finished eating before I left. Need to know what I had?"

"No, if you want to, it's fine, just wondering when you ate last because I'm listening to your digestive sounds. Listening to how fast things are or aren't moving along."

"It was pancakes with strawberries. Mmmm, ohh, no, great, the craving is back, again, I want strawberries now."

Chuckling, "I can hear your tummy rumbling for them, feed me!"

"Oh, why am I craving strawberries?"

"Maybe you need more Vitamin C. It could be a nostalgic craving; your parents mentioned you came home because you were homesick."

"Yeah, but I never craved strawberries before. So it makes no sense why I craved that of all things. I mean, I like strawberries don't get me wrong, but not that much that I would crave them that hard. It's so weird. It was just like, that first bite of strawberry, and like, wow, whoa, I wanted more, I couldn't get enough of it. Ever seen someone go chocolate crazy?" The doctor nods. "It was something like that, but with strawberries."

"That can happen with fruit. As I said, it could be a simple lack of vitamins or something in the strawberries that your body needs, calcium, magnesium, iron, vitamin C, maybe you need more water. It's often said or thought that pregnant women crave foods the baby or babies need to grow, so it could be biologically what you need and when you took that first bite, your body sent out the craving to eat more. Eat this food or fruit, your body needs this right now, to make you well or keep you well. But since it is a fruit, you have my permission to indulge in that craving all you like and need. It's a healthy craving, just, don't overdo it. Overdoing anything is not good, even healthy food or fruit."

Chuckling, "Yeah, in moderation not until I'm pooping it through a straw, like my mom told me, would happen if I ate too many of them."

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah moms are like that sometimes, but yeah too much fruit and yeah you might be sitting on the toilet for a while and or making frequent trips. I don't hear that it's moving too quickly through you. Now it's time to listen to other sounds," he said as he began drumming on Morgyn's stomach and abdomen, and other spots of interest as he listened to the sounds. "Good, that's normal, ah perfect. Hmm, uh-huh, okay, all right, good, uh-uh right, huh, hmm, well, hmm. Anything hurting or is uncomfortable as I press around, just let me know."

"No. What are you doing tapping on me like that? Something wrong?"

"It's percussion or drumming; it tells us, doctors, a lot about your body, where some organs are and whatnot. Does this hurt when I press down here?" He watched more for Morgyn's reactions.

"No pain. Um, not to worry you, but isn't that where my appendix should be located?"

"Why do you think I was pushing and prodding you there? It's best to catch these things early."

"Ah-ha, ha, right yeah. Ha-ha, ha, ha, hee, hee, ha, ha, hey come on."

"It's actually a good thing if you are laughing while I press on certain spots, it means you aren't in any pain, and nothing is causing you discomfort. Don't worry, I get that a lot; usually, I'm not trying to tickle my patients unless they are kids to create a bond, and or they terribly frightened."

"Did you tickle me just to get me to laugh?"

"Just a little, not much, but just enough to get a healthy dose of happy giggles out of you while checking for tender areas of interest. And yes, to create a bond and to show you I'm not trying to hurt you. Speaking of places of interest, what about here?" Back to that odd spot of interest.

"Unh, just a tiny bit. Uh-oh, is that bad?"

"Considering your condition, probably not. I have a suspicion of what it might be, but if I pushed harder, I'm concerned you might scream in pain if it is what I think it is. I'm just going to make a note for myself and or the specialist to look at that area when he diagnoses your 'cat breed' type, as it helps things along. It's not a worry or concern; it's just a gland I may be feeling."

"A gland?"

"We have a lot of them, and they do different things. Now let's see," tapping around their navel area, nodding. "Huh, okay, hmm, bit unusual but not uncommon. Okay, interesting." Morgyn gives the doctor a questioning look with a bit of concern. "No worries, I'm just getting to know you a little bit better, inside, is all, all important stuff. Medically."

"Does this have to do with my 'cat' or what?"

"A little bit, yes. I'm going to have a look at your legs, then after one more test, your feet."

"Leg man, huh?"

"Only for this test, but me, I like butts."

"Okay, I didn't need to know that."

"You asked, I answered. I was also trying to be a bit funny, even if it is the truth."

"Ahh, ha, ha, I got a good one then for once, you're a keeper. Whatcha up to though?"

"Just checking for swelling and leg length make sure they are even." Looking and checking for what he needed. "Okay, be right back, gotta get a rubber hammer, um, on second thought, I won't do that." Rather than a rubber hammer, he would typically use, just used his hands to test for Morgyn's reflexes as it was safest. "Sit right at the edge of the bed, so your legs are dangling. I'm checking something, so relax your legs."

"Sure. Whoa, what the?"

"Good. Let's see the other."

"Hey? How did I do that?"

"Reflexes. You have great reflexes. I didn't want to use a rubber hammer I would normally use as I was concerned it might trigger an allergy, so I just used my hand. Good reflexes."

"Must be from all that magical training I do and the duels, it keeps my reflexes honed."

"Oh yeah, got to be sharp to duel, I suppose. Anything ever been broken?"

"Dueling no…oh no, I have never broken a bone or anything like that, unless you know, you did accidentally break a rib. Had the odd scraped up knee your typical kid booboos and things you know?"

"Okay, this is the last test, I think, and just some questions after that, and we're done. Tactile foot test, close your eyes one foot, then the other. I want you to tell me if you feel if it's the pencil end or the eraser end I'm using on your feet."

"Uh-oh, what if I get extremely ticklish?"

"It happens, it's fine. Eyes closed and any foot, I'm checking if you have feeling in your feet."

"All right. Eraser, eraser again, pencil tip, eraser, pencil tip, fin-grr-r-r-r. Ohh, you did that on purpose! My feet are ticklish, and you did that on purpose." Electricity crackled in Morgyn's fist, and it wasn't a threat but more of a half-amused 'threat' to knock it off.

"Have to see which way this witch curls her…or their toes."

Rolling their eyes, "Oy vey, don't do that, or I might kick you, and I might not be responsible where my foot might land, next time, trying to get away from you and the tickles. I may not know what my sex is, but I do know what part of a male's anatomy hurts when it gets kicked there. And I don't want to kick you there because you're tickling my foot with your fingernail."

"Ha, ha, okay, but it is a legitimate test, to see what way toes curl. You curled your toes down, so that means there's nothing neurologically wrong with your brain. If you curled your toes upward or if you shot your big toe up, there could be a problem with your brain. Okay, I'll do the other foot in a bit. Give you a bit of time to recoup, so questions. Have you been vaccinated? Booster shot, maybe in school, or here, Tetanus shot, flu shot, anything like that?"

"Yes, all vaccinated and up-to-date as far as I know, unless, within the last few years, I need something."

"I can check into that." Making a note to check into that. "Now, have you ever had a problem with the vaccines?"

"Yeah, I get this rash reaction and the pain. So I don't know if it's from the vaccine or not."

"Uh-hmm. Okay, now I'm getting somewhere, with that answer. Been to the dentist at all?"

"Yes, I usually go twice a year, just not for the last 2 years, I went before I moved to the Realm of Magic, is the last time I went. I still got perfect teeth, no cavities," Morgyn says, showing off their bright smile! "I should go now while I have the chance for a checkup."

"Ah, great, wonderful. Now hold off a few days if you can, till I call you back and give you the all-clear. But I need to know if there have been any problems with your dentist at all, any reactions?"

"No. Not at all." Morgyn observes as Dr. Jameson writes something down, but before Morgyn could ask what it was, was asked.

"What's your dentist's name, and where do they work, and number if you know it?"

"In Willow Creek, his name is Willy Wiseman. I don't know his number, but you can look it up. Or find his office by the creek in the main part of town. I think he's still the only dentist in Willow Creek, so you shouldn't have a problem finding his office. Why, need a dentist, or a new one?"

"No. May I have your permission to tell him your name if he asks? You can say no."

"Sure, he knows me, sure. Oh doctor-patient privacy thing, yes, it's fine."

"Yes, exactly I have to ask, because not all are okay with that when we speak with another doctor, be it a dentist or otherwise. It's just if I do find out that is your allergy, then your dentist should know, so it can be in their records as well. Let me check your other foot, the same test. Eyes closed."

"What's this about, though? What were you writing down? Pencil tip, eraser, eraser, eraser, pencil tip, pencil tip." Morgyn opens their eyes, expecting it now. "Fingernail aaah, ha, ha, ha, hehe, hehe hee, hee, ha, ha, okay, are we good now?"

"Yes, we're good now."

"Fantastic. Now, why did you want to know about my dentist for anyhow? You never did answer me that, why."

"I have some strong suspects of your allergy or allergies that I will track down. But for now, I will put them into your file as an alert, and if I am wrong, they can be removed, as they are only going to be put down as suspect allergies, unconfirmed. So if it is wrong, they can be removed. It's also if you permit the blood test for allergies, or don't, we can at least start pinpointing things, and removing what isn't, or confirming it is your allergy. But right now, I'm finding out if my top suspect allergy is your allergy or not, without the use of a blood test. Are you still not up for that, doing a blood allergy test for full confirmation?"

"So, you still don't know, huh?"

"Not for sure. But I'm tracking down your allergy. I'll be straight up honest with you, Morgyn; I nearly flunked my allergy identification part of my exams. I'm no good with visual or verbal or tactile identification of any allergies. A lot of rashes and hives they do look similar to me and are tricky to identify. It doesn't make me a bad doctor; it's just my weak point. So blood test, or no blood test, for allergies, is the question?"

"I guess I do want to get it done, just get it done and over with. But I'm just getting a little freaked out over the idea, though. I want to leave soon, and if I get another attack, I don't want to be here any longer, and just the fear of that triggering. But what do you think it is, even if it is wrong?"

"I had, from the start, strongly suspected it's a latex allergy. So I'm going to confer with your dentist, see what kinds of gloves he uses in his practice. That's why I asked about your dentist, and why I want to get some blood drawn from you. That's the safest way to do it without triggering it in you, blood reactions in the lab to see if it is that. If you permit it, I will get what is needed and do it here, myself. Normally you would see the lab nurse to have your blood drawn for lab work like this, but you are getting worried and frightened I see. So maybe come back, in a day or so, when you are ready, to do that, maybe, what do you think?"

"So, if it is latex, then I don't need…"

"Oh, you will for sure still need it; your allergy to latex if it is that, is severe. I also could be wrong. It could be something else. Or it could be multiple allergies you have. Until we know for sure, you still will need an EpiPen, and need to carry it with you, especially more so, despite what it is, when it's anaphylaxis."

"Um, how busy are you?"

"Doctors are usually always busy. Why?"

"Uh, never mind then."

"No, really, just say it, what is it?"

"Uh-umm, I just didn't want to waste your time, I've taken up so much of your time already, just with these exams and all that, and just."

"Morgyn, this is important; it isn't a waste of my time if it is important to you. Especially if it concerns your health. So what is it?"

Sighing, "I want to get it done, the blood allergy test. It's just, I'm still a bit afraid, and I need a bit of time, to myself, or just time to do something to relax myself, before you do what you gotta do to draw my blood."

"Absolutely, if that's what you need, go right ahead. In private, or do you want or need your parents for this?"

"Uh, in a bit, my parents can come in. They're probably wondering what's taking so long."

"Okay, I'll tell them we're done with the health checkup and what's up. I told them I would try to do some health checkups on you if I could, so if it takes a while, that's why. Guess I performed a medical miracle because your dad said it would take one to get you to actually have a proper checkup. So I will be out for a good 10 to 15 or so minutes or more. I also have to have a chat with the Chief of Staff, as well as get the print up for the bloodwork. So that should be enough time. So I'll see you in a bit. Oh, but just for comparison curiosity, can I get a before and after pulse rate? I forgot to do your pulse anyhow and need to recheck your blood pressure anyhow."

"Okay fine." With that done, Morgyn was trying to peer over to see what he was writing down, curious now too. "Can I see?"

"Nope, but your blood pressure has dropped more though, to a little above normal. I don't want to influence the results when you are relaxed more. Plus, as I said, I wrote a few notes on here about your 'cat' so I would have shown you if you asked, but I don't want you to lose your blessings along with your parents. I'll show you if you ask me later on when you know what your 'cat' is."

"Sounds like I'm getting a pet cat, ha-ha, hehe, hehe, hehe, mew, mew, meow, meow, I'll see you in a bit, Dr. Jameson."

"Take care of yourself, and be safe, while you are relaxing, or doing whatever it is you will be doing in here. Hit the call button, if you have any problems, and hit this button, immediately, if you are having any sort of respiratory problems, that will call a code blue."

"Got it, thank you."