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I sat in the new doctor’s office, waiting patiently in the tepid room, wearing nothing but the paper gown the nurse gave me. It was rough against soft skin, more so as the goosebumps raised. Don’t they know naked women sit in these offices? Jeeze…
As I’m rereading a poster about heart disease for the third time, I hear a tentative rap on the door.
“I’m decent!” I chirp
The doctor came in and I suddenly felt underdressed. He was middle-aged but tan, square-shouldered, and confident. He welcomed himself in with a dazzling smile and some eye contact that made me feel both important and transparent. As he introduced himself and went over the details of my visit, I tuned him out, watching his lips move over his teeth before dropping my gaze to his hands, veiny and well worked (did he do work outside of the office?) and notably adorned with a gleaming golden band.