Chapter 3

Ten hours or maybe minutes later, I was ushered into the doctor’s office, given one of those stupid skimpy paper gowns, and told to undress. Mortified, terrified, and biting my lip so as not to cry from the pain, I did as I was told and lay down on the couch or whatever that table-thing is. I noticed stirrups at the end and tried putting my feet up in them, which gave me the giggles and made me think of Jamison. You askedfor details. Sorry yet?

Then I thought; oh my God, what if this doctor is a woman? I’d lied so much on the forms that when the nurse asked me what the problem was I didn’t know what to say, so I blushed. I wish I could say I did it on purpose, but oh hell no. My blood pressure was apparently so high it took her mind off my reticence and confusion.