As much as I hate to admit it, I was getting older. The dreaded middle age had passed and I found myself with erection problems.
I tried to lie to myself that it was only because I was working hard and was tired. But after another failed attempt in the bedroom, my wife sighed and asked what was wrong.
I assured her it was not her fault and finally broke down and told her the problem I had been noticing. She gave me a hug and asked if I had thought about going to the doctor?
"I did," I replied, "but he couldn't find anything physically wrong."
My beautiful wife then told me about her successful trip to a hypnotherapist.
"I smoked for 20 years." she said. "Do you remember when I stopped and told you I had quit 'Cold Turkey'? I went to this doctor and in one session he completely cured me."
"If he is that good, maybe I should go see him," I said.
I made an appointment the next day and with great trepidation made my way downtown to the doctor's office. The waiting room was nice enough, with quiet music and soothing colors. I couldn't help wondering why other people were there and if they were wondering about me.
Finally my turn came and I was lead into what looked like a study, with a desk, fireplace and thick overstuffed chairs.
The Doctor greeted me and invited me to have a seat. I had filled out the standard patient information sheet in the waiting room, so the Doctor got right to the problem.
"I understand you are having a common problem for men of your age?"
"Yes, I replied sheepishly, I can't seem to get hard, and when I do it goes away at the worst possible time." "I have been to my regular doctor and he can find nothing physically wrong with me."
"I see," he replied consulting his notes, "and your wife told you about the success I had with her.
Well let's not delay any long and get to it then, shall we?"
He lowered the lights and then told me to close my eyes and concentrate on the tone of his voice. The doctor started talking in a very soothing and melodic tone, telling me I felt sleepy. Before I knew it the lights were being brought back up slowly and the doctor was asking me how I felt.
"Okay, I guess,"was my reply. "Is there a problem, can't you hypnotize me?"
He told me that we were all done and that I should not be having any more problems. He also said it was important to talk with my wife. I was a little puzzled, but told him I would have her call his office.