Nursing students discover a novel way to speed the healing process.
"Diana Simmons"
With her name announced Diana stepped forward and accepted the certificate that she had completed volunteer training at Mercy Hospital. Helen Tedder smiled as she handed out the paper.
"Eleanor Simmons"
Diana's sister stepped forward to get her certificate.
"Now girls, your nursing career begins. Your volunteer work this summer will be valuable experience as you enter nursing school. The nursing school curriculum is difficult, and by the end of the summer you should know if you're really cut out for it."
Helen handed each girl a hat - a white nurse's cap with a red stripe. Mercy was one of the few hospitals that still had volunteers wear a 'candy stripe' cap, even though regular nurses were no longer required to wear the white uniform and white cap. The red stripe indicated that the girls were available for whatever duty was required.
As the girls adjusted the caps on their heads Helen laughed "It's hard to imagine you two are twins, you're so different looking. At least it is easier to tell you apart than if you were identical twins." She then turned serious and business-like. "Now, your first duty is to go to Room 312 and help turn the patient over so she doesn't get bedsores. As you work in the rooms study the patient's charts and get to know each patient as a real person."
Helen watched the girls as they headed toward the elevator. There was Diana, tallish and blond with an athletic build. Ellie was maybe five-five, dark haired and slender. Helen hoped the physical rigors wouldn't be too much for her charges.
At the third floor nurse's station they stopped to check in and were led to Room 312. An elderly woman recovering from pneumonia needed to be rolled onto her side. A staff nurse showed the girls how to do it without tangling the IV and oxygen lines.
Over the next several days they performed tasks such as emptying bedpans and helping patients to the restroom. As they became more comfortable with the work they began to read the charts and converse with the patients. Patients liked their cheerful countenance and began to ask for them by name.
Eventually they took patients to the tub room and helped with the baths or gave sponge baths where the patients were unable to get out of bed.
It was during one of the sponge baths of an elderly male patient that Ellie noticed his penis rising. She quickly flicked the tip and the member promptly collapsed.
"Sorry," the man said. "That was embarrassing. I couldn't help it."
Ellie patted his arm. "I know. Don't worry about it at all. It's not like I've never seen one before, but I don't want you to be embarrassed about it. I'll take care of it if I need to."
"Really?"
She suddenly realized what he meant and wagged a finger at him while laughing. "Not like that, you naughty boy."
"I was hoping..."
Over lunch one day the girls met with their supervisor and presented an idea.
Diana said "We know from experience how uncomfortable it is to lie in bed all day. It seems we should be able to do something to ease that."
"And I'm sure you have a suggestion."
Ellie said "Massage. We think some of the patients could really benefit. Just something to keep the blood circulating in arms and legs."
"We have a massage therapist on staff already."
"And she is busy all day. We're not trying to take over her work, but just to relax people. Those who need a real massage will still need the therapist."
"Yeah. We're not going to do any kind of therapeutic work, but only something to ease stiffness and general aches and keep blood flowing. Just light duty stuff. It's another way to connect with them on a personal level, like you want us to."
"I'll run it by the therapist and if she gives it her blessing you have my permission."
Helen accompanied the girls the first few times they tried it and was pleased with the results. "It looks like there are benefits, so go ahead as needed."
They tried it out on many patients. Even very sick elderly patients perked up and seemed to feel better after a hands on treatment.
A middle aged woman in Room 422 was quite depressed at having to stay in the hospital. The girls loosened the gown and massaged her back and the backs of her legs. When the patient rolled over they began with her legs. Diana had an idea and began with the lower legs and made long strokes up the legs and over the torso, all the way to her neck. At first the woman was startled, but soon closed her eyes. Diana brought her hands back down over the woman's breasts, and her thumbs stroked the crease between legs and body. Again and again she applied the long, slow strokes, and began to press her thumbs on either side of the vulva.
Ellie took up the leg massage and let Diana continue to work the body, softly stroking breasts and nipples and squeezing the labia together until the hair began to glisten.
The woman repeatedly sighed. When Diana stroked over the breasts Ellie laid a hand flat over the woman's sex and gently pressed, using a slow circular motion.
The heart monitor beeps increased in frequency and her breathing quickened until she made a little cry out as she had a mini orgasm. The girls gradually lessened their strokes until their hands were still on the woman's body.
"What did you just do to me?"
"We hope we didn't offend you, but it seemed like it was something that would relax you."
"That it did. I wish my husband paid as much attention to me. You will come back again, won't you?"
"If you would like it we would be pleased."
The girls used their 'therapy' on the woman several times a week.
Helen took them aside one day. "I don't know what you have done with Mrs. Adams in 422, but her blood pressure is down and her spirits are up. She has progressed to the point where she will be discharged, but insists you two visit her once more before she leaves.
They found Mrs. Adams sitting up in bed, her face made up and looking quite cheerful.
"I'm so glad you could make it. You don't make house calls do you?"
Ellie laughed "We don't have any time with all we have to do here. But if the nursing school doesn't work out, who knows?"
Mrs. Adams lowered the bed to horizontal and rolled onto her stomach for the beginning of her last treatment and then onto her back. As Diana began the long slow strokes Mrs. Adams said with a sigh "Oh I wish you could make me feel even better this time. God, I've missed it."
The girls raised eyebrows and nodded to each other. This time as Diana worked on the upper body she paid more attention to nipples. When Ellie laid her hand on the wet vulva she pressed a finger between the folds and slid it up and down.
Mrs. Adams gripped the sheets and began to writhe. Ellie inserted fingers and pressed on the clit. The woman began to thrust her hips against Ellie's hand and Ellie pressed harder and deeper. Diana massaged each breast and used thumbs on the nipples.
The woman bit her lip to keep from crying out as she arched her back and came. Ellie felt strong contractions that gradually died away and Diana caressed a breast gently.
"Thank you, girls. I can't thank you enough. You've reawakened a part of me that I thought was probably dead. I think Herb is going to be pleased tonight."
"Don't overdo now. Take it easy."
Mrs. Adams jotted a number on a piece of paper. "Here is my phone number. If you go into business for yourselves give me a call."
"What about Herb?"
"Yes, Herb. We'll have to see if he is up to the task anymore, if you know what I mean."
Mrs. Adams requested that the girls wheel her down to the door when she was discharged, and waved a cheery goodbye.
