Proceed

"That concludes the baseline. We will move on."

First you jerk and gasp. Then you notice that she has poked your stomach.

"I still need you to stay still," she reprimands.

"Sorry..." you say, confused why she is doing this.

You watch with fear as she does the same movement: open hand moving towards your stomach. You flex in anticipation as she digs her fingers in. It feels so unprotected under the thin hospital shirt.

AH- hahaha!

She stops. The look on her face is reprimand enough, but then she says "if you cannot stay still, we will have to find other means to keep you still. Do you think you can stay still for me?"