Health Evaluations were just like Quidditch physicals, right?

Nothing to worry about. Ellis Recard made his way to the Healing station at his scheduled appointment time and entered the the queue behind a guy (Ferris) and a few others waiting for the Healers to call their names. The Quidditch public relations worker had felt fine and wasn't entirely sure why they all had to have a health eval but he was just assuming it was for insurance reasons or something.

He'd not been in St. Mungo's since he took that bludger to the head as Keeper.

Recard took a deep breath and looked around the room. There were quite a few people there already but none of them looked ill, mostly just annoyed. He noticed his manager Vic there as well as a redhead leaning against the counter.

Suddenly the memory of his past physicals came back to him--he might have to take his clothes off. He wasn't in bad shape but he hadn't done an official team work out in years.

His shoulders deflated slightly as he took a step forward as the next person was called.