It started as a routine visit to the Doctor that was required before I started college. This was only my second gynecological exam and I was a little nervous. I was scared of having a metal speculum shoved inside me and also a little excited.

As part of the exam the Doctor did a breast exam. I could tell by his look there was a problem. When he brought in a portable x-ray unit I started to really get scared. “I felt something a little unusual and just want a picture,” he said.

After examining the x-ray he called in my mother. “I’ve found a few small anomalies on Melissa’s  x-ray and I’m going to have to do a needle biopsy to check it out. Please lie very still,” he said as the nurse swabbed my breast with alcohol. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him preparing the largest syringe I had ever seen. The needle must have been four inches long and 1/8 in thick. (more…)

To this day I will never forget the first of many gynecology exams I have witnessed with either a girlfriend or my former or new wife. So I will start off with my new wife. We had been High School sweethearts and broke up and went our separate ways for over thirteen years. Both of us married and I divorced ten of those thirteen. I had gotten Melana’s virginity at the age of seventeen so I when we did break up I was very heart broken. It was one of those deals where parents did not approve of, deals you know and through out the years we would bump into one another now and then and the flame always seemed to still be between us.

Then one early summer morning I was awaken by someone at the door. Much to my surprise it was Melana, of all people saying that she desperately needed to talk to someone. Inviting her in we exchanged pleasantries and so forth. She then went on to tell me why she came. She wanted to escape from her abusive husband and did not know how. As we talked I could see that the old spark was still between us. Needless to say that after her coming to my house every morning as soon as her husband left for work we devised a plan to get her out of her mess. I moved her in with me. She was a totally new woman being relieved of the pressure of her ex.

About the third day she was there we ended up in bed. It was inevitable and was the best sex I had had in a while. She went on to tell me that she and her ex had not fucked in over a two year period and the only thing that kept her there was her fear of him. Finally she had enough and left. Needless to say we fucked three to five times a day for over a month. This woman could not get enough. Then came the time for her monthly and it did not come around. Finally she said, I, need a pregnancy test. After buying one from the store it proved positive. (more…)

I rechecked the address, and knocked on the door. It was answered in a few seconds by a young lady in a robe.

“Ashley?” I said. “I’m Doctor B. You called about a tummy ache, I believe?”

We looked each other over. I don’t know what she thought, but I liked what I saw. Wavy bronze hair framed a dark-eyed face with a cute snub nose. The robe was parted enough that I could see she hadn’t bothered with a bra, and judging by the tantalizing hint of a perky young breast revealed by the robe, she didn’t need one. I decided I was going to enjoy this call.

She got herself together and said, “Yes, thank you for coming, Doctor. Can you help me? I feel terrible.”.

“Certainly. Shall we adjourn to your bedroom for the examination?”

“Follow me,” she said.

We proceeded down the hall to a feminine-looking but lived-in bedroom, and I had her lie on the bed.

“Ashley, I’m going to start by feeling your abdomen. Please lie back with your hands behind your head and your robe open. Let me know where it hurts.”

I felt her abdomen, not finding any major tenderness except in the lower left quadrant, where I noticed a bit of fullness as well. To rule out anything too serious, I decided to get a temperature and perform a rectal exam. (more…)

The Doctor entered the room where his female patient was sitting.

“Hello, Genie, I am Doctor James, and I’ll be treating you” he said softly, yet firmly. “I know you have special needs that you wish to explore. In order to do that, I need your full cooperation, can I count on it?” he asked.

“Yes, Doctor,” was her simple reply.

“Good. Now please disrobe and stand for me.” the Doctor instructed. He watched as Genie shyly unfastened her robe and laid it on the chair. He noted her fine body and the goosebumps that belied her slight nervousness.

“Don’t be afraid Genie, I won’t harm you in any way that you do not wish. I have seen many naked women and have taken care of many special needs. Yours are not at all unusual, so there is no need for fear or concern that I will not understand your desires or will consider them evil.”

The short speech, uttered softly, helped soothe the patient’s jagged nerves. That, was absolutely essential. Every patient was special and none were strange. Making each of them feel at ease was as much a part of making them enjoy the treatment as was each nuance of the procedures themselves. Doctor James prided himself in being able to set his patients at ease. (more…)

Working as a medical clerk can sometimes have unexpected side benefits. I mean when an opportunity slaps you in the face, the moment should be seized.

This happened to me last night. I still get worked up just remembering it. I really can’t believe I pulled it off or, at least I sure hope I did. Otherwise, I’m in deep trouble.

Dr. Raymond Connor was the First Officer to whom I was detailed for the last three months at the Naval Hospital where I’ve been assigned. We were working the 11 PM to 7 AM shift for the past three weeks and also bored stiff. My First Officer’s job was to be available for emergencies (none ever arose) to supplement the emergency room staff and to conduct pre-admittance physicals. You see, when a patient is admitted to the hospital, for whatever reason, he or she must see Doctor Connor before getting their room and bed assignment. My boss then performs a routine physical exam to ensure that there are no medical problems with the new patients other than for the problem they were admitted. The patients were informed about this requirement before seeing us. It was a mandatory policy at the hospital. (more…)

 Brenda’s mother had made an appointment for her with my office for a pre-college physical examination.  The appointment was on a Wednesday afternoon after school, when the nineteen year-old would be available.  Brenda hadn’t been in to see me for the past several years since her family had moved away to another state.  But now they had returned, and Brenda would become my patient once again.  The last time I saw her, I recalled, was when she was about fourteen and had just entered puberty.  Her old charts indicated she was a normal, healthy child with no remarkable diseases or physical abnormalities.

On that particular Wednesday I was finishing up with another physical, this one of a male high school teen who needed an examination for the sports program.  My receptionist notified me that Brenda had arrived, so I instructed my nurse, Amanda, to show her into the vacant examination room and I would be with her momentarily. (more…)