Feb 10, 2012 10:45pm
I had an accident with my Vespa scooter the other morning on my way to work, and I ended up solely walking away with some scratches and cuts on my right side of the body. Some idiot on his cell phone turned and did not pay attention to me. I did not wanna take a chance, so I made an appointment to go in to watch a doctor. When I showed up to my appointment I had to expect for my name to be called after I gave 'em all my paperwork. One of the nurses called my name and walked me back to one of the exam rooms where I took a seat on the table. She said me that the doctor would be right in, and she closed the door behind here. At one point I heard somebody pick the clipboard up from hanging in the door and then there was a knock at the door. Dr. Toppinbottom came in and introduced himself as this chab started to look over my chart. I told him a little bit of why I was there and as he went throughout my paperwork, noticed that there wasn't a date for the final time I had a physical. The Doc explained to me that he wanted to perform a physical and would too make sure that I was ok from the accident. Having a complete look over from head to toe didn't sound so bad after what I had just been through, so I said that was fine.
