Nightmare Come True

I entered the check-up room where the doctor was waiting for us. When the middle-aged woman smiled brightly at us before bidding us a warm welcome, I let out a silent sigh of relief. My thoughts were clearly haunting me unreasonably because for a moment I imagined what it would be like if the doctor waiting for us inside the check-up room turned out to be Adrian.

The doctor started asking me some questions regarding my overall health before narrowing it down to questions related to my feminine health such as did my period arrive on time at regular intervals.

“What about period pains? Anything worth noting?” the doctor asked patiently.

“Nothing, I guess. I think…I’m normal. Sometimes when I’m very stressed, my periods could skip for a few months…I know that that’s not good…” I replied before trailing off with a nervous laugh.

“I see. You’re right. Stress is definitely no good…” the doctor readily agreed.