That sounds like the Beatles song. But nah!
This is how I called the tons of laboratory exams I went through to confirm what my doctor suspected.
I found it comforting that my hypertension specialist was unexpectedly charming. She had genuine concern for her patients. She willingly indulged me with my every question. She even tried to allay some of fears. Her bedside manners were perfect.
To top it all she tried to persuade me to join a Born Again group. Unfortunately for me perhaps, I never got to do so.