Page 36 of Skating the Blue Line
The second I hit send, regret starts to flow in.
Can’t wait to see you?
God, that sounds so desperate. He’s probably going to think that I can’t stop thinking about his dick.
I’m about to throw my phone toward the street so that it can get run over by oncoming traffic when it beeps again.
Liam: I can’t wait to see you either. I left you something with the tickets. See you tonight!
I guess I didn’t sound desperate after all.
That right there makes the remainder of my walk to my appointment a little bit lighter. Even with whatever is going on in my stomach still disturbing me.
I try to push all feelings of puking, uncomfortableness, and nervousness down and head into the doctor’s office.
It’s weird that walking into the familiar office calms me. I might be the only one.
Since I’m here every four months, the check in process is easy and within ten minutes I’m getting called back.
“Are we doing any testing today?” The nurse asks me after getting my weight and blood pressure.
“Please.” I say giving her a nod.
It’s not that I don’t trust Liam, I do, but we never had that discussion, so I would rather be safe than sorry. Besides, a few test never hurt anyone.
“Okay,” she says, writing something down on my chart. “I’m going to have to head to the bathroom and pee in this cup. When you are done, you can put it in the little door.”
She hands me the little plastic cup and sends me down the hall to the restroom.
Peeing in a cup never gets easier, no matter how many times you do it. You will always get in places you don’t want it to go.
But I do it and leave the cup in the little door like instructed and head back into the hall.
“Okay, the doctor will be with you shortly.” The nurse tells me after she went through a long list of questions about my health and hands me a paper gown.
“Thank you.” I say to her with a smile.
As I pull on the gown and sit on the table completely naked waiting for the doctor to come in, the uneasiness in my stomach doesn’t go away. I actually feel like puking even more sitting in this room.
“It’s just a pap. It’s not going to hurt too much. She’s going to do it and then I can go home. That’s it.”
My pep talk doesn’t help. My stomach still feels like it’s going to explode all over the room.
I need to eat saltines or something. With my stomach turning, no way I’m going to be able to enjoy the nachos I was looking forward to.
Maybe I should just cancel on Liam.
No.
No canceling. It’s just nerves about the pap that is it. This stomach thing will go away as soon as I leave here.
Thankfully, I don’t have to wait for the doctor much longer, because five minutes later she walks in.
“Hi Chloe, how are you?” Doctor Long asks as she walks into the room, closing the door behind her.
“Good, just trying to get over this bug I caught on.” I say, giving her a small smile.
“Bug?” she asks, taking a seat in the stool in front of me.
