I remembered when I was very much younger how I refused to lift up my shirt for the doctor to palpate my abdomen or even to asculte any organs.
I remembered I was so tense and frozen when I was forced to lie on the bed and let the hands of the doctor percuss all 9 regions of the abdomen only to find out that I had appendictitis. That was way back in Primary 4.
Somehow, since then I have refused to lift up my shirt for any forms of examination. I must have been a very bad patient such that the doctors I have seen may have just wanted to stuff the whole stethoscope into my mouth to "listen" directly.
Today, I was told that I was supposedly going to be a specimen for some abdominal reflex thingy and how students in North America will rip off their clothes and volunteer violently to be touched or stroked.
But, I am not a garang or liberal North American or a model with the fantastic body shape everyone wanted. Deep inside me lies an Asian with an inferior complex as thick as the camper's layer (if you know what).
On the other hand, maybe I should relax a little since it is for the benefit of my classmates but I was just trying to protect their eyes. I was considerate, I should say.
But I was really a spoil sport today and do feel bad about it.
