Mistakes have been made. I will say that it is a learning experience, but I can’t help myself. I was at work yesterday and evaluated a patient who came in for a yeast infection in her vaginal area. I usually grumble when I go in to see these patients, especially at 3 A.M. , but this girl was HOT! She was laying on the table with her tanned legs and feet exposed as I walked in, naked from the waist down. I was annoyed at first, but became very intrigued upon seeing her! She wasn’t the typical overweight early morning patient with twot problems. She was very sweet and articulate when she spoke, apologizing frequently in the course of our conversation at taking up my time. Of course I told her it was no bother to me ( at least in her case). Her name was Shana. She was a ‘burlesque dancer’ who worked at a nearby club and had gotten off just a bit ago. Her long-distance boyfriend was coming into town, and she had developed a yeast infection after a recent course of antibiotics.
We ended up speaking at length about what she does and her dancing career. I was fascinated by her eloquent speaking abilities and insight on a number of topics. Obviously it wasn’t very busy at that time since I spent at least thirty minutes in the room. Finally the nurse intruded into the room to try and push me along. That’s when I decided we NEEDED to do a pelvic examination to be certain everything else was ok. Shana was very agreeable to this, and with the help of the nurse, I got to explore Shana in a very ‘medical way.’ Shana didn’t mind the examination at all, and spoke freely during the whole event. It was arousing to watch her tighten up as I began the bimanual examination. She was perfectly shaven – I mean purrrrrfectly!
After I finished, the nurse left and Shana and I struck up more conversation about certain current events and career choices. She was very fun to talk with and very engaging. By the end of it all, Shana grabbed my hand before I left the room as she expressed how excited she was to have met me. I felt absolutely nervous when I asked if we could meet up sometime and unexpectedly she asked if we could have breakfast after my shift was over!
It was an awesome breakfast, considering it was a Waffle House! Shana was a very hands-on person, and by the end of our breakfast, we were holding hands, and left with arms around each other’s sides. She invited me to her apartment as a ‘send-off.’ In the guise of showing me one of her hobby collections, we ended up in her bedroom with her legs wrapped around me like the poles she danced on only hours before. To hell with the yeast infection – I’m going in!