There was something about the smell of hospitals I just couldn't stand. I guess it was the overwhelming sterile smell that drafted through the air, or the annoying little kids who cried and hit each other, it was something. I have no choice but to sit here and twiddle my thumbs while begging the clock to move faster as I waited to be called in.
Simply sitting here was making me fidget, I was never a fan of doctor's appointments. The odd looking instruments and old nurses asking personal questions, even now they still do that... and I'm 21 years old. Obviously you wouldn't be able to tell if the nurses still ask me if I'm sexually active, or maybe they wonder if I'm just the sad pathetic lonely type, not like they would be far off anyways. My hands continue to fumble with themselves as I begin to realize just how much I loathe this place.
"Laney Williams?" the mousey looking nurse appears from the doctor's door before I can make my great escape. I bitterly grumble while standing up and grabbing my purse before the nurse motions me inside. She leads me to the computer desk and points to the blood pressure machine while her fingers begin typing like lightning.
"How are you today?" the nurse asks me in a tone that suggests she's forcing herself to pretend that she cares how I'm doing.
"I'm good." I reply faintly as she nods and continues to type away. I soon feel the arm band wrapped tightly around my slender and wince as it begins to compress and crush my poor fragile bicep. After it's done, I'm moved through the whole weight/height measurement and temperature before I can sit back down. My eyes wander over the dimly lit place with boredom, losing myself in a thought when I hear the nurse's faint voice and I snap out of my trance.
"Huh?" I reply dumbly as the nurse looks less than amused. Lord, I thought nurses were supposed to be nice.
"Follow. Me. Please." she retorts as I frown at her tone and follow her into the room where I'm handed a heavy gown and a thin blanket.
"Remove all your clothing except your underwear. Your usual doctor Dr. Wilbur is currently away due to a family emergency, therefore Dr. Caden Musso will be filling in for her." she tells me as I widen my eyes.
"Caden Musso? As in a male doctor?" I ask her meekly.
"Yes. I know you prefer a female doctor Ms. Williams, but unfortunately Dr. Musso is the only doctor able to be here on such short notice. I'm sorry but please undress, the doctor will be in shortly." she replies before leaving without a sound as I begin to panic. I never did well with male doctors, it made me very uncomfortable. Most girls would agree asking a male doctor whether heavy menstrual bleeding is normal is a just tad bit awkward. I nervously begin to undress myself and change into the pathetic gown. When I'm fully nude I have no choice but to stare at my reflection in the long mirror with a sigh. I was never comfortable with my body. Sure I've been told I was a pretty girl, but who honestly ever really believes that deep down? My long legs and arms are rather lanky and I'm still the cup size I was in high school.
When I'm changed, I stick my glasses in my purse and sit on the edge of the high bed, letting my feet dangle like a child while I wait for this doctor to come in. Not a moment later do I hear a soft knock on the door and I barely manage to whisper a response to let him know I'm ready. The door opens and I almost choke on my own breath as the doctor comes in. He certainly did not look he was old enough to be a doctor, but rather a hockey player or some sort of athlete.
He was tall in comparison to my 5'5 frame, maybe 6 ft 2 if I was correct. Despite the long white trench coat, it was obvious his body was toned. His face and neck revealed a soft caramel tone with a heat shaped face, pink lips, and a button nose with mocha brown eyes to match. His hair was a raven black but cut very short, almost as if he had shaved it, but not quite. He had to have been at least 28, 30 being the maximum.
"Hello." he smiled revealing a perfect set of white teeth bleached to perfection. His voice was soft and even, it made me shiver involuntarily.
"H-hi." I stuttered slightly.
"How are you this afternoon?" he inquired while looking over my papers on a clipboard as I tried my best not to stare at him.
"I'm good, and yourself?" I answered politely.
"I'm doing good thank you." he smiled once more before sitting down.
"So...I'm Dr. Musso. I'll be taking over for Dr. Wilbur while she's momentarily away, I hope that's okay with you...Laney?" he apparently read my name off my paper as I nodded slowly.
"Huh. Pretty name for a pretty girl." he added with a soft smile as a blush spread throughout my body. Surely he didn't mean that, no guy had ever considered me remotely cute. I simply chuckled and mumbled a thank you, this obviously did not help the situation of me still being looked at by a male, a hot male for that matter.
