How Are We, the Doctor Asked

A doctor knocked and breezed into the exam room,
Before I could respond, come in.
And how are we feeling today?
He asked.
We, I assumed,
Was the accepted clinical reference
To a single patient.
We are fine,
I said.
And why are we here?
We are here to make sure,
We actually are fine.
Are we experiencing any problems?
None that we are aware of,
I said.
Then, please, can we
Remove our shirt,
So we can see how fine we are.
Minutes later,
Measured, thumped and probed, he said
We do seem fine.
We are surely gratified,
I said.
But we should be seen again,
About six months hence.
I said,
We’ll make an appointment.