[STORY] FREEZING CHEST – A REAL LIFE TALE (Episode 01)

Episode 01.

BY AMAH’S HEART (My Doc’s chronicle)

I walked into the hospital and requested to see a doctor.
The nurse in the reception refered me to a doctor on seat and after briefing her, she in turn refered me to a gynecologist who will properly attend to me.

The gyne.. who happens to be a young man in his mid thirties had this funny smile on his face when he saw me.

I began to wish it was a woman.
I will feel very comfortable telling a female gynecologist about anything at all. But since is a man, I guess he will know better.

I sat in his office as he began to ask few questions.

Doc: When did the problem started…?
Ans: Last month

“What have you taken?
Ans: Nothing.

“Whenever it happens like that what exactly do you do?
Ans: I take hot water or tap my chest gently for it to subside.

“Okay, come and lie down here and remove your blouse let me examine you.

Well, since I was wearing a chiffon top with buttons I don’t need to put off my top.
I just unbutton it open as I lay down on the hospital bed right in his office.

I remembered wearing an animal skin bra that wrapped around my small virgin breast securely.

As he was about to start I vividly tapped my chest to show him the exact spot the issue lay so that he won’t miss the point.

He nodded and asked me to relaxed back. I did, facing the ceiling.
He moved his hand around the area that I showed him.
He pressed his fingers on it and asked me if I feel anything, which I answered affirmatively.

“You are beautiful just like your name. What do you do for a living?

Ans: thanks! I’m a student and I’m just coming from lecture and decided to stop by.

Doc: fantastic. what are you studying?

Ans: Masscomm…

Doc: “Oh, that’s great. Where do you live?

His hand was travelling down. He was touching my cleavage.

“What are you doing? Why are you touching my breast?

I sat up with my eyes pooping out and staring at him angrily.

Doc: just relax, let me do my work. I know what I’m doing…

I relaxed and he started moving his hand around my breast seductively. I try to muster patient to see what he was up to but my tiny virgin breast was going to scream for help if I don’t stop this man.

I quickly sat up again and wrapped my blouse around my body

“My chest and my breast are two different thing sir. I did not tell you that I have problem with my breast. I showed you where I usually feel the itch and which is my chest….not my breast. I know you are doing your job but your work should not go beyond my chest region.

Doc: you are not a doctor. I’m a doctor here…examining you. I know what I’m doing and I need you to just relax let me do my work. Touching your beast is to know if there’s any cause for alarm… that is if the itching that you usually feel on your chest has gone past that… you understand what I mean??

I didn’t reply.

” Don’t fumble with my breast again sir. I understand your job should be centred on the problem not below it.

I lie down again, this time I was staring at him angrily waiting for him to try touching me unrightfully again so that I will break those stupid dirty fingers of his.
All he did was to touch the exact spot I showed him carelessly before asking me to sit up.
I quickly buttoned up before returning to a seat opposite him.
He was scrambling something into a paper.
He looked up at me and curved a smile. I wasn’t in the mood to smile.
I just wanted to get out of his sight and out of the hospital.
I felt abused already by his act and had alot I wanted to pour to his face but the good girl in me was begging me to be patient.

Doc: how old are you?

And: 19.

Doc: wow. You look older than your age and act like you are already thirty.

No reply.

Doc: your number please…?

I remember writing my number when I was filling the appointment form.

Ans”: my number is written on the form I filled at the reception. Please, do not call me. Let our meeting ends right here.

Doc: why are you sounding like I did something gravy…I was only doing my job by giving you proper examining. Okay… okay… please don’t take offense. If you feel offended then I’m sorry. You are beautiful…do you have a boyfriend?

I looked at him without a word. Waiting for him to give me whatever he was writing so that I can get out.
I don’t have a boyfriend and have never had one and did not intend soon untill I clock 20 or 21.
My personal decision.

But I lied just to scare him off

Ans: I have a boyfriend and if he finds out that you left your main job and began touching breast because you saw free market, all the whole guards in this hospital won’t be able to hold him down if he descends on you. Please, I want to start leaving…

He stretched out his hand and gave me the paper. He asked me to get the drugs at the hospital clinic and told me how it will be taken.

Doc: I didn’t do anything except doin my normal checking but if you feel offended with the way I did it then I’m sorry. I’m sorry…I want to be your friend…

Ans: we had a great 49minutes friendship Doc. And before our friendship finally comes to an end I will advise you to stop being a pervert and focus on the job that you are paid to do. You may not be lucky next time with another patient…

I walked out.
When I got out, i have to stand and look at the hospital again.
I have seen the calibers of people that visits the hospital, different people which includes foreigners
Whenever I’m coming back from either school or somewhere else i pass through this particular hospital.

I hated hospitals right from time and when I started feeling this sensation on my chest the first place that came to my mind was that hospital.

I wasn’t expecting what I got and it made me wonder greatly.

“Well, let me not generalized all the learned medical staffs because of one bad egg among them”

That was what I used in consoling myself as I went home that day.

Now, let’s talk about how I got myself into this whole saga….

To Be Continued….. . . . . .