Fuck me, late again! As I sat down next to Ivy at the pre-op nurses station, I shrugged it off when I saw her roll her eyes. She's come to expect it from me. If we weren't such close friends, I'm sure that she'd hate me for it.
Since she had worked the graveyard shift that night and was eager to leave, she quickly went over the signout of all the patients she was turning over to me. Coming to the last patient, she said, "You're definitely going to enjoy having this one".
Cocking my right eyebrow with interest, I said "Oh yeah, what gives?"
"18 year old male high school quarterback. Ripped and cute as hell. Right inguinal hernia repair. That's all that needs to be said".
With that said, she gathered up her stuff and sauntered off, turning back to say "Trust me" and giving me a big wink.
Glancing down the chart, I saw that his name was Nick and that he was 6 feet 4 inches and weighed 225 pounds. Intriguing.
Since Ivy had already prepped the other 3 patients, I went straight to Nick's pre-op bay. I pulled back the curtain to let myself in and nearly gasped. OMG, she wasn't kidding! He was boyishly handsome in a model sort of way with dark brown hair, a finely shaped nose, angular cheekbones and a cleft chin. Even under his surgical gown I could tell he was built.
I quickly drew the curtain closed behind me and then introduced myself. As I was taking his vital signs, I could see he was a bit nervous, so I kept up a steady chatter asking him about school and sports as I entered his vitals into the computer chart and as I reviewed his pre-op orders.
Afterwards, as I stood up and prepared to insert a peripheral IV site into his right forearm, I caught him checking out my figure in my form fitting scrubs. He quickly averted his eyes. Although I pretended not to have noticed, I blushed and was secretly flattered.
Examining his arm, I marveled at how muscular it was and admired his bulging veins. "This should be easy" I thought to myself and it was. I quickly got the IV established, then connected him to the IV fluids hanging from the pole on the gurney.
Turning to face Nick, I asked "So did you complete your part of the pre-op prep?"
"Excuse me?"
"The surgical prep", I replied. "You know, did you shave yourself?"