The medical coordinator led me away from the rehearsal floor to a small consultation room on the administrative level.
It wasn't the same room where I'd confessed. There was an examination couch, a desk, and a blood-pressure monitor beside a cabinet.
A woman in a cream-colored coat stood when I entered.
"I'm Dr. Shin. I'm an independent clinician assisting with your confidential assessment. Please sit down."
She explained what the review covered, who would receive the findings, and what would remain private. Production would be informed of any relevant fitness-to-perform concerns, not given a complete account of my medical history.
"You can ask questions at any point," she said.
I sat, keeping my notebook on my knees like a shield.
Dr. Shin confirmed my age, medical history, and prescribed suppressants. She asked how long I'd taken them, whether the prescription was current, and whether I'd changed the dosage during the competition.
