He really hated going in for his yearly physical. He had always hated doctors. But since he was to be the starting running back this year for the football team he needed his physical or they would not let him play. Sitting in the waiting room Harvey looked for something to keep his attention. There was nothing. Dejected he picked up the magazine from the low table beside him, it was a "Good Housekeeping" why could these places not have something that people actually enjoyed to read, like "Field and Stream" or "Maxim" or even a copy of "National Geographic" would suit him right now, but no all that was sitting there was a "Good Housekeeping" and two old copies of "Parenting." This clinic sucked, and sadly the batteries in his MP3 player were dead.
"Smith, Harvey Smith." He heard a nurse call out, mispronouncing his last name, like normal. Standing he walked over to the nurse who had to be in her mid thirties, "It's Smithe . . . the i makes a long sound."
The nurse did not look impressed with the young man before her. Gypsy got enough shit from the clients every day she did not need to put up with it from this young piss-ant. "On the scale," Gypsy quickly took down Harvey's vitals. The only positive thing Gypsy could think of at the moment was that Harvey was the last of the patients for the day. Leading him to one of the back rooms she got his information from him, birth date/age; 18, reason for coming in; physical, medicines he was allergic to; none, even though all of this information was already in the chart she was looking at. Gypsy got out a gown and told Harvey he would need to strip and change into the gown for the exam.
Having done this for the three previous years Harvey knew the drill. He was not concerned that the nurse was still in the room he quickly striped down to his boxers and put the gown on.
"Doctor Mendoza will be in to finish up in just a few minutes," Gypsy said briskly as she finished making a few marks in the folder before her.
Harvey watched as the nurse left the examination room, if she had been any nicer to him he was afraid that her skin would crack, as it must surly be made of ice for someone to be so cold and mean towards a patient. Harvey was sitting on the odd short bed thing when the Doctor came in. Dr. Mendoza had given Harvey all three of his previous physicals so Harvey was comfortable with him. They went through the normal breathing exercises, checked the reflexes, completed the usual parts of the physical.
"Ok Harvey there is one area of your physical yet to complete; Nurse Gypsy will be in to complete the physical in just a few minuets." With that Dr. Mendoza left the examining room.
Harvey was slightly confused as to why the physical was not complete . . . they had done everything that had been done in the past. He decided that it must just be something new that was just recently put in place.
Gypsy was slightly shocked when Dr. Mendoza asked her to go back into the room with the cocky teenager "Smithe not Smith" and get a report on his sexual history. Just because there was a surprising number of high school students coming down with the same STD she did not understand why she should be the one to always have to get the information from the patients. Picking up the forms that she would need to fill out she started back down the short hall to the exam room.
"Ok Mr. SmIthe I have some questions to ask you before we can conclude this exam today. These questions are of a delicate matter. I will tell you right up front that you are going to feel uncomfortable answering them, but if you just answer quickly and truthfully everything will go easier. Ok?"
"I guess . . ." Harvey said completely confused.
"Ok, firstly do you have any erectile difficulties?"
"No."
"Any odd discharge from your penis?"
Harvey could now see how these questions were going to be uncomfortable, "No."
"Any abnormal itching sensations or random rashes?"
"No."
"When was they last time you ejaculated?"
"Um . . . this morning."
"Was it self induced?"
"Are you asking if I jacked off?"
