As a handsome young physician in a large city I have had more than my share of experiences with pretty ladies but few, if any, compare to the experience I had last week with one of my very own patients. Her name is Sarah, she is 25 years old and became my patient about 4 years ago for her "pre-marital" check up as Seattle's rich and prudish women call them.
When I first met her I was stricken by her childlike face and shy apprehensive personality. I will add though that she had an incredible body. She stands about 5'2 and measures an incredible 36-23-38. I remember thinking to myself what a big body for such a little girl. Anyhow, as a Physician I have to keep my mind on my work and didn't allow my mind to wander. Her exam checked out and she was indeed a virgin, saving herself for her wedding night. Her cutest comment was when she asked me, with a mist in her eyes, if her husband would be able to tell that one night at a dance she had let a boyfriend rub her bottom while dancing a slow song.
She said she let him rub it all over and it made her feel good even in front so she just let him keep doing it and even began to push into him. She said at the end of the song she was horrified when she looked down and there was a big wet spot in front of the young mans pants and they seemed to be sticking out in front. He immediately took her home and that was the end of him, she never saw him again. Containing my laughter, I assured her that her innocent experience years before would be left between her and the young man and that her husband would never have to know about it.
As the next four years went by I saw Sarah routinely, usually for annual exams or minor visits like a bad cold or a sprained ankle. Last week however, Sarah called the office and said she had been hiking over the weekend and had pulled a muscle in her leg and asked me if I could look at it. She came to the office and I took a quick look at it advising her to ice it down and try to schedule an appointment with a massage therapist. I told her it would alleviate the pain and speed the healing process. She agreed to follow what the Dr ordered and left feeling a little better. I was surprised to hear back from her the next day complaining that her massage therapist had informed her that she would be out of town for the next two weeks and asked if I had a good referral.
Unfortunately I knew of no one else who could help her immediately but I agreed to call in codeine pain reliever prescription until she reminded me that she was allergic to codeine and could I call in something else, maybe even something strong because the pain was getting worse by the hour. I agreed to call in a prescription for Percodan, a strong pain killer which is also known to cause a euphoric high almost like a hit of heroin so I told her to take it with great caution. I also told her to come back into the office after going to the pharmacy because the pain should not be this bad and I thought we should do an x-ray. She said o.k. and showed up two hours later for her x-ray.
As I re-examined the injury I noticed that it really didn't look all that bad but sense she was here I figured we would go through with the x-ray. As we walked down the hall to the x-ray area we said goodnight to my nurse and office staff as they were all leaving for the day. I then locked the door so I wouldn't get stuck seeing another walk in appointment tonight. As I opened the door for her she walked in front of me and I couldn't help notice the sculpted Victorian beauty of her large but perfectly shaped behind. As I helped her onto the x-ray table she brushed against me and seemed a little dizzy. I asked her if she was o.k. and she responded yes, she thinks it is just the medication.
