*This is a work of fiction. Feedback will be greatly appreciated.
Here is the biggest mistake I made in my life. I slept with a patient. That is due to the second biggest mistake in my life. I am a doctor.
Of course, there is a story involved. Here goes.
As a kid, I wanted to be a doctor. But not to people. I wanted to be a vet. That didn't work out. My old man pointed at medical school. I loved my dog, and my dog died, and soon, I found my dream dead. I was a people doctor. I studied my ass off, read as much as I could and finally made it to medical school. On merit, by the way. Its been an interesting journey since then.
Six months ago, I graduated medical school (college) with a basic MBBS. Sounds cool, but unless you want to be curing coughs and colds as a career, you need a Masters. I was aiming for the best and soon found myself a job as an intern with a little Doctor before my name, a degree after it, and a stethoscope around my neck.
The first couple of months, I did what was essentially a nurse's job. Give injections, take patients to surgery- you know the drill. Then, one morning, I pissed the dean off and got assigned to night duty. That meant working, studying and sleeping rolling around the clock. Sometimes, I forget to shave or bathe. Sometimes I even forget what day it is.
So, as a part of my hospital internship, I sat up one night reading some new study in some university that I wanted to about some drug that extended an old fart's lifetime by six months. How exciting.
Soon, I switched to Porno on my computer. I had not been laid in months. My ex-girlfriend- another doctor, some other hospital now- was one of the most boring women in bed. She would simply strip and get into bed and wait for me to fuck, no foreplay, no blowjobs, and would generally look relieved when we were done. I would probably have more fun fucking a cadaver. So, I switched to porno.
Anyone who lives in a hostel and has a libido needs porno. The people around me were taking weird stuff and watching weirder porno. But I was a bit different. I liked the 'Amateur' videos a lot. Your average porno has a very large man fucking a woman with enough silicone on her to stop bullets and yet, somehow the damn thing lasts for hours. Amateur is more fun. Its realistic.
Either way, I sat on my ward, a bit off the nurses' station reading porno. It was good. I was in the corner of the lobby when I saw someone move in front of me and I looked up. A patient seemed to be making her way towards the coffee machine on my left. I quickly shut the lid of my laptop and got up to ask the woman to go back to bed.
"Excuse me, miss. You're out of your room. You're not allowed here."
The patient turned and looked at me in defiance. She was about 5'3 with short black hair and fair skin. A bit on the heavier side, a could spy a good cleavage thanks to the hospital gown that momentarily distracted me. Of course, you're not supposed to sleep with your patients. Nothing wrong in ogling at their cleavage though.
"I was looking for a cup of coffee."
"Order up. The café works 24/7." I said.
"Except, that they are asleep at this point."
"Ask your relative to get it for you."
"I don't have a relative with me. I don't need one. What I need, is a cup of coffee. You mind."
"I do. As your doctor..."
"You're the doctor on duty." She corrected me. "My doctor is Dr. Thakur, and in case you don't want to piss him off, you should get out of my way."
"I doubt Dr. Thakur is going to have a problem with me stopping you from leaving your room. Also, he put me in charge."
"He left you in charge to watch porn?" she said.
I was shocked. How could she know?
"That is a completely unfounded..."
"I saw the reflection in your glasses. What was it, guy on girl? Or something nasty?"
"Um..."
"Look, all I want is some coffee. I won't rat on you, if you don't rat on me."
"OK. Go back to your room. I'll have a nurse get you some."
"I also need a bit of your medical advice. Could you bring it? I wouldn't mind the company..."
She left and I picked up a couple of cups of coffee and went to her room after clearing out the History on my web browser. God, I didn't want to get caught.
I walked into her room and took the usual chair for visitors. She was a high end customer, a big fat room to herself and yet was alone at night.
I went through her file. Patient, Sarah, female, 22 and working in some finance company. She had just fallen off the bike and had been advised to stay in the hospital for the night for observation. Routine procedure.
I sat down and we began to talk about life in general; apparently her company's boss, who was a bit like an uncle to her had had gotten worried sick and managed all the medical attention. Working at night was her thing, so she stayed up and was going over her file. Of course, we flirted in this conversation, but that was the extent of it.
"I need to show you something. I have this little itch or burn where I fell, just check it out." She said.
"Where is it?" I asked.
"Its on my chest."
"Where?"
She pointed to her torso, on the left hand side bellow her left breast.
"I might need to look at that."
"I don't know about that."
"I am a doctor. But would you be happier if a nurse was around?"
"No, that's ok." she said and began to raise her hospital gown.
I stopped her.
"You need to like, take it off."
"Um, ok."
She consciously looked away and undid the knots on her gown and proceeded to take off her gown. As per regulation, she wore nothing underneath.
