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Sitting back on the table, AJ began to put the blood stress cuff on my arm, and take his reading. In doing it, he made puny converse about asking about my school career. I was going to the university to get a major in automotive marketing to work for one of the corporate giants doing their commercials. He was having a bunch of issues with the put handcuffs on but as briefly as he was done he moved on to checking my tonsils. To take my temperature he told me that it would be administered anally. I asked the Nurse if that was some kind of fresh procedure. He just said that it was much easier for them than in the mouth. I started to disrobe off the rest of my clothes, so that I could get up on the table. It felt a tiny awkward to be up on the table in the doggie position. AJ told me that he would use a bunch of oil on the thermometer to make it easier. I will admit that I was sarcastic with him about the entire temperature reading thing. He told me that I was normal, and had a reading of 86. I knew that he meant 98.6, but very likely was nervous doing the exam. He had to keep checking his list to make sure he was doing everything needed.
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