Man gets more than he bargained for during routine dr visit
EDIT June, 22: changed the vitals for the patient as well as adding back in a small bit that cleared up story a bit.
NOTE; "This is a complete work of fiction. Though the nurse is loosely based on a real person, to my knowledge, she is not a clinical nurse, and she would never read this."
When an adult male turns 45 there are a couple of procedures that he has to schedule, one being a colonoscopy, the other being a prostate check. I was in for the latter.
"Mr Thomas for Dr Robinson?" Called the nurse standing at the door leading back to the clinic area.
"Right here." I called standing up and headed towards the door.
"Good afternoon Mr Thomas , if you would follow me, please. My name's Jenna and I'm going to be getting your vitals."
"I know, Jenna. I've been seeing Dr Robinson for a couple of years and you've been his nurse for most of that time. And you can call me Joe."
"Sorry Joe, force of habit. Most of Dr Robinson's patients haven't been here that long and some don't like the informality. Not to mention the office manager doesn't like it either."
"Well they're stupid. The informality lowers the stress level of Dr visits in my opinion. I'll try to remember that next time."
We finally made it to the exam room and Jenna exclaimed, "Dang it! I forgot to get your height and weight. You don't happen to know those off hand?" She asked.
"Gee. Isn't that a little personal?" I asked in a mock chiding way.
"Well, you can tell me or I can advertise it for the whole office to hear." She said in the same way as she punched my shoulder not too lightly.
"Ouch! I'm 6'1" and about 230 pounds. What was the punch for?"
"Joe, can I be honest with you?" I nodded my head. "When you leave, or when they see that you're on the schedule, all the nurses beg to switch with me because they think you're the most eligible bachelor that comes in, and they want to be in the same room with you hoping you'd ask them out. Even the office manager wants to go out with you."
"I thought she was married. Same with some of the nurses. Why are you telling me this? Do you want me to ask you out?" She nodded her head. "I thought you were seeing someone already."
"Not anymore. I found out he's been cheating on me for the last six months with my best friend." She said and I noticed tears starting to well up.
"Hey, look at me." I said looking her in her green eyes. "Finish taking my vitals while I think about asking you out. And wipe away those tears."
"Ok." She said as she wiped her tears with a tissue. Immediately her professional manner returned. "Let me see your arm." I held out my arm as she put the blood pressure cuff on. She held my arm between her elbow and stomach as she squeezed the cuff. After the process was done "125/78, pretty good." She said.
"See? Told you the informality is better. That would be higher given what I'm here for. And yes." I stated.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Yes, I'll ask you out. Give me your number. And I'm here for a prostate check, which is a little nerve racking. It also helps that in the two years of seen Tyrone, he and I have become good friends. So can I have your number?"
"I'll give it to you before you leave." She said as she was leaving.
Whether I was going to ask Jenna out was actually a no-brainer. She had two very important things going for her. She was a nurse and I find most nurses very attractive, especially in their work scrubs, AND she was a redhead. And to me redheads are more attractive than blondes. I heard a knock on the door.
"Yes." I answered. Jenna opened the door.
"Dr Robinson is going to be a few minutes late. One of his patients checked into the ER and the Dr went to see him. He's on his way back if you would like to wait?"
"Sure."
"Can I bring you something to drink? Dr Robinson has one of the local coffee services provide the coffee for the office."
"Sure. I'll have a black coffee."
"Ok. That will be one 'Long Black'" she replied in an obviously fake Australian accent.
"You're a 'Fluffy' fan?"
"Yes, I love his comedy."
"So do I."
"I'll be right back." She said closing the door. A few minutes later came a knock and Jenna opened the door slightly and handed me the coffee along with a piece of paper. "Here you go. Dr Robinson is about 10 minutes away. He got stuck in traffic because of an accident just past the South Virginia exit. He requested that I ask if you still want to wait or do you want to reschedule."
"I'll wait. My schedule is clear."
"Ok. I'll probably be gone when you leave. See you next time Joe. Enjoy the rest of your evening."
"Bye Jenna." I said, a part of me wishing she could stay. I looked at the piece of paper and read the following "My cell number is 775-555-1234. Call me tomorrow after 6 pm. Looking forward to hearing from you. Love Jenna." The "o" in "love" was in the shape of a heart. My heart skipped a beat.
"I could potentially be dating a petite redhead nurse who obviously liked me. My life just got more interesting."