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| Spurt, my buddy Ajay had to go into the school's clinic to get a physical, and he was being a wimp about going by himself. He talked me into going with him and getting one myself. The worthy thing was that the clinic was on the school's campus, so it was free for us to go. When we arrived, we had to fill out a bunch of different forms, and then we had to wait for the wet-nurse to take us back. I asked him if he wanted to go back by himself, and he said no. I went back with him, and Dr. James greeted us. Ajay took a seat on the exam table and went through all the personal questions that they tend to ask you about your habits, and health. The doctor then had him remove his shirt so that he could get a listen to his heart and lungs. When Ajay did that I was able to see that he had some perilous V lines customary on in his abs. I had never really noticed that before. |
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