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| Original this week I received a letter in the mail from the dean's position saying that it has been a year since my last corporeal, and that I need to complete another one as soon as possible. Calling the clinic they were able to get me in to see a doctor the following day, and told me that I would be seeing a new physician Dr. Dallas. When I arrived at the clinic, of assuredly the first thing I had to do was give them my insurance card, along with money. Sitting in the waiting room, all they had were old hot intractable and golf magazines for guys. I flipped through two, and then my tag was called to be escorted to an exam room. Taking a seat, it was only a scattering minutes before 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 he got some information and started looking me over. |
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