Author:
Mike
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Date Posted: Friday, April 27, 2012, 01:13: am
This is a true honest story. I was 8 years old and had to get my tonsils out. Mom took me to docs to get checked out first and set things up to have them out. I remember the nurse doing just about everything, she got me up on the exam table, bed whatever you call it and told me to sit down. I sat at the end with my feet dangling over. She must of been a RN because she listened to my heart and actually looked at my throat, you would think the doc would do that. After all that she told me stand on the step of the table, I had no idea what was next. Next thing I knew she was buttoning my pants, I looked at my mom who smiled at me. This nurse pulled my pants down to my feet then pulled down my underpants, remind you I was still standing on the step of the exam table. They weren't yanked down or were they pulled down slowly, just normally pulled down. She stood staring for about 5 to 10 seconds at my little pinkie, lol, then told me to turn around and lay over on the table. Next was the rectal temp. If I had to guess this nurses age I would say she was in her late 20's to early 30's. The memory of that rectal temp lasted all these years.
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