Page 35 of Never Stop
“We should stock up on movies they might want to watch. That way they’ll be quiet for hours. Hopefully…”
“Good idea. We’ll get a list from Chey tonight.”
“Before I start drinking.”
His gaze turned back to me, and a wide smile was spread across his face. “Do I get to take advantage of you tonight?”
“I’m going to go with no. I’m starving from not eating all day yesterday, and I just want to sleep.”
“I can take advantage of you when you’re sleeping.” He was still smirking, and I shook my head.
“How about we stick something up your ass and see if you want to have sex tonight?”
He stopped smiling.
“That’s what I thought.” I smiled and bit my lower lip, trying to not laugh at the image going through my head. Usually, we were silent when we went to all my medical shit, but today I needed this conversation.
“At least you’re smiling now.”
“Oh, I see what you did there.”
He kissed the back of my hand. I loved him more for making me laugh when I needed.
Easton pulled into the hospital parking lot. We walked hand in hand through the front doors after parking the car. I found where I needed to go for the procedure and after checking in, we waited. Easton held my hand the entire time, and we didn’t talk as I looked around the room at everyone waiting. As I looked around the room, wondering if everyone else was waiting to get a scope stuck up their butts, too, I decided to give myself a pep talk.
“Don’t clinch your ass when they go to stick the tube up there.”
“Remember that story you heard about a chick that had an orgasm during her colonoscopy? Yeah, don’t do that!”
“No matter what, everything will be okay.”
Just like I’d told myself while getting my tattooed dots, these doctors did this every day. My body wasn’t anything new to them. Sure, Easton was in love with it, but these people didn’t care. They saw different types of asses every day. I could totally do this.
Before I could think more about it, my name was called. Easton had to stay in the waiting room, so we gave each other tight smiles before I went back by myself. I changed into a hospital gown, they inserted IVs into my arm, and then I waited in a bed with a curtain drawn around it, isolating me from other patients. Before long, the nurse who gave me the IV and a gastroenterologist came to speak with me.
“Brooke, this is Dr. Tang. He’ll be doing your colonoscopy,” Nurse Rhonda explained.
I smiled. “Hello.”
“Have you ever gotten a colonoscopy before?” he asked.
I shook my head. “No.”
“I’m sure you’re aware that I’ll be sticking a scope in your rectum to check for polyps.”
I nodded again.
“Nurse Rhonda will sedate you, but you’ll be lucid.”
“But I won’t remember it, right?” I asked.
“Most patients don’t, but there’s still a chance.”
“But it won’t hurt?”
He shook his head. “No, it won’t.” I nodded for the third time. “We’ll send our findings to genetics, and they’ll contact you about the results.”
“Okay.”
